The Game

I must have put it down somewhere inside, console table – checked, dining room table – checked, anger – annoyed has thin line hide and seek no longer my game suddenly, one glimpse at the mirror damn thing been perched on my head the whole time! See, they think they’re good at this playful game

Still An Icon

it has its moment of glory an icon representing its land even a fame in the eyes of the world what anyone would do to have an everlasting pic of its beauty while being inside it, of course but every accolade has an ending time catches up sooner or later new technology was introduced to

Random Thought

When you combine a passion in poetry and photography, do you let your writing pick the image or an image determine your writing? Which element usually speaks first? writing or image such inconsequential point inexplicable! Yes, I know. Just a random thought, attempting to dig a smile. Weekend Writing Prompt #199 – Element in 47

On the Loose

A man came back from the gym Find a big surprise waiting for him Where is my house, he rants At last, off the market thence? Nay, missus said – wind took it for a spin Evening news, the anchor announces, “We’d like to bring you the news A house just left and gone Call