
cawing voices
upon the treetops
announcing mystery and magic
fascinating creatures
A tiny poem for Sue’s challenge this week.
cawing voices
upon the treetops
announcing mystery and magic
fascinating creatures
A tiny poem for Sue’s challenge this week.
behind those windows
peace and tranquility
just what i need
right now and forever
a room of solitude
but to reach it
the mind needs to rip apart
all thorns and fences
mindfulness
focus on the roses
Lost in blue waters
I look for you
the lightness of being
the smile
the hair in disarray
I only find
emptiness and confusion
My hope is spring will be here soon
and the winter blues will fade away
There is time for everything,
The snow is thick now
The earth is dark
But
Tomorrow the sun will rise
A new day
New possibilities
The snow will thaw
So your hardened heart
You will see everything
Bright and light
Lost in the mists of time
youth and passion
now I only have despair
waiting for a magic to happen
with each sunrise
the dream revives
bringing me love and enchantment
2, 4, 6 , 8 beep – 7, 4, 5, 6 beep – 3, 4, 9, 7 beep. Ella has tried all the possible combinations, how could she forget it? She doesn’t have much time, the walls are closing on her. 5, 6, 7, 8 beep. Her breath is shallow, her strength is fading away. Help me, help me!
Wake up darling, it’s only a nightmare!
** Another short story, 52 words, for Sue’s writephoto.
I love short stories, around 50 words, we can say so much about it and the best is that the reader mind can fly with all the possibilities left hidden between the lines. So here is my 52 words story for Sue’s challenge: MAGIC
From her bedroom window, Ella sees nature dressed in white like a bride waiting for the groom. The bare branches are dancing the wedding waltz. The sky is deep blue, yes, something blue for good luck. Turning to the mirror, Ella sees the scars on her skin. Good luck to who?
what are you searching?
not sure, maybe a haven
faraway from you!
If I was walking in the forest
and found a magical portal
For sure I’d love to go back to the past
Not so sure if I’d like to know the future
But the past, yes, of course!
Not only to look at it but to change it
But how to change it
if at that time
I did what I thought to be right
And I didn’t know better
Would I be the same today
If the past wasn’t the same
Maybe it’s best
to leave the past there
Bye bye magical portal
I don’t need you
Joining Sue’s writephoto challenge
And you? If you come across a magical portal, would you go in?
I love to let my mind wonder on an image, so here is my entry for Sue’s photo challenge.
I will build a tower
Dreaming of flight
Rooftop gardens
Green cliffs
Walking all the way up, seeking
Pathway of possibilities
Beyond a horizon
A sparkling lake
Beauty emerged