when the countdown to New Year startsand you know in your heart of heartsLife is not going to change much you read all the horoscopes, thoughlet the outgoing take a bowfor the magic of Hope is such You hum a tune at signals greenYou let December dress and preento hold the future in your clutch … Continue reading November
Welcome back! Well, 358 is not a milestone, and I wish the number was a round figure like 350 or 400. But it is Thanksgiving Day! I want to extend my deepest gratitude to each of you. Together, we have reached an incredible milestone of 357 episodes of our weekly writing prompt. Your creativity, dedication, … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #358
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I’m still wordlesswhirlwind speedsleads to whirl-cycloneand much more… six trillion milesis a light-yearI was not taughtto count beyond thatand I’m not sureif I’m within that rangeor without mooringsbeyond the span of gravity I feel a pullwith no strings attachednot a known face or namelimitations put me in shame I’ll write about it sometime.if time existsor … Continue reading Not fiction, not my clone
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Imagine a transformative force, a vaccine against negativity, that could safeguard mental health, preserve integrity, and prevent harm to others. Let’s christen it the 'anti-Satanic Vaccine – Verses or Words '. The words would keep ringing in the thought process, extolling virtues of love, liberty and creativity. Under the influence of this vaccine, art would … Continue reading Anti-Satanic Vaccine
The old woman kept repeating stories about the saddest parts of her life, cribbing, complaining and blaming. Gradually, people started avoiding her company. Happiness waited somewhere in the vicinity, begging for attention. Her infant grandson squealed with delight as her coffin was taken away. He had spotted the waiting guest. Weekend Writing Prompt #391
Never a great cook, she rummaged through the larder to see if she could put together a meal for two. She wondered what her housekeeper would do with the limited ingredients, without the herbs and sauces she always kept handy. But whom is she trying to impress when she could easily order a fancy meal? … Continue reading Culinary Adventures
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