Free Image Pixabay Random phone calls to talk about the rainor the cat,the food that I never had,or all the mundane thingslife is made of.Good morning messagesthat I never open,forwards I care no more for,or an emoticon to tell methey exist.Old trees, said a friend,set copious blossomsin their final years.
BOXES
The stack of boxes you’ve piled over years, the dynamics of those 2D measurements apt to crush the tunnel on your back. Put down that mountain. Most of it doesn’t even matter. It is a hundred years old. Why should you carry the burden of its senility? Nonchalance must rule over eighty or even sixty. …
Moonlight Sonata – The Call of the Past
Hello Readers This month for the WEP, the prompt is Moonlight Sonata. I have a short entry, a dream sequence of one of the characters from a longer piece. It is merely a manifestation to help me understand the character better and seemed to go well with the prompt. I hope it makes some sense …
IWSG August- Holding on to Conviction
Hello Readers I'm happy to be writing on the first Wednesday of the month which is the official IWSG Day. It is a wonderful supportive group for writers, and I love to answer the question about the writing craft every month. It gives me a perspective about how I am placed in this journey. If …
Between Messing Up & Not
Between messing up and notAnd falling down, and liftingmyself up each dayI efface a portion of the toniccalled grit, that we gulped as kids.Cliffs on a coast eroded by the seashreds of sandpaperthat's me.I don't mind being carried awayby waves or wind,eaten away by their gentleness.It's always less fearfulthan the dregs of courage, they claimlie …
The World of Malgudi- IWSG, July 2022
Hello! And just like that, it's the end of another month and half a year is right behind us. I've fared very badly as far as my writing is concerned. I've been writing, but haven't been able to publish much. I'm waiting for responses to my submissions, trying to send out more work but nothing …
A Hundred Quills 