A meagre puddle
contains the whole world and me
with all the ripples.
Yorkshire Copywriter, Proofreader & Author
A meagre puddle
contains the whole world and me
with all the ripples.
The cobweb floats down,
glinting like a silver thread—
flies dance around it.
What did it feel it
to be pecked at
by a beak sharper than yours?
What did it feel like…cont
Sitting to meditate, full of hope and faith that today might be the day the mind stays quiet, if only just for a moment—that precious moment. The timer is set—”the Western 15″… cont
You had your friend over to play.
You were in your bedroom, then he vanished. You assumed, because of how he darted out, that he was going to the toilet…. cont
Are you conversant
with all that my nature holds?
Please think carefully.
The firecrackers start
to welcome the year of the Earth Dog,
though it seems they make every effort
to make every dog cower and whimper.
Turning a blind eye
only leads to encrusted
feelings and neighbours.
Shall I compromise,
or close my ears to their cries?
They are the unwise!
Some had bows and arrows,
and bells that jingled from their waists;
their arms were interlocked,
forming a semicircle,