the museum is silent, thin groups of people focused on stories. there's something quiet in the air itself. people trickle through the exhibits, each clasping some relevant bit of literature. there's still so much to see and take in. they're surrounded by history, watching as it unfolds in solemn halls, unfurls on compact… Continue reading surrounded + history + focused
Tag: daily prompt
anticipate + explosion + blocked
she's waiting by the computer, pacing, watchful, eyes trained on the screen. the email inbox, empty, stays clear - still nothing new comes in. she anticipates something, though she is unsure what she's looking for. under her feet, the floor is cold. an error pops up: blocked. message blocked, same as all the tries… Continue reading anticipate + explosion + blocked
well + sweet + trance
the morning is dark, cotton-candy fog hanging over the city. through the fog, lights glow. well and truly entranced, i inhale the sweet air. someone is burning pine. as i get in the car, i wish you were here.
hope + stay + prickle
there's a thorn on the rose you left in a vase. it's as sharp as it looks. jabbed my finger on the prickle trimming the stem. new water, and done. there's a card i have yet to read. maybe later - i hope you will stay.
freshly-boiled water swirls into the teacup, heating the thin porcelain from the first teaspoon. the water clouds over with tea releasing a faint scent into the air above. on the tray in front, a plate of biscuits await. later, the morning has warmed and the tea is forgotten, left to go stone-cold amidst the busyness… Continue reading tea-time
roots + wisdom + grit
the roots of the tree jut out, rib-like below the pavement that it is bending out of shape. above, the concrete is rough, cracked, torn. there's wisdom to be seen in the sprawl of the branches, if one just knows where to look. (it's etched into the tree, watching countless bypassers) a fine… Continue reading roots + wisdom + grit
please + tease + detonate
if you please, she says. coy. she ruffles her hair and flutters her eyelids. don't tease, she scolds. stern. she twists around, angles her body just so, and scowls. she tenses, her whole body stiff with annoyance. anger; detonates.
vision + temporary
early morning haze temporarily blocks my vision. there's a soft layer of ice over my surroundings, stuck there with sleep. through the windows the horizon is distorted. condensation runs down the glass, helped by the sun as it's rising, shining weak heat. the world outside is blurred, a mess of lines and colour.… Continue reading vision + temporary
season + easter + unravel
summer has shifted into cool autumn, turning chilly and stormy in the blink of an eye, just minutes from steady sunshine. easter arrives with dull grey clouds and sheeting rain battering the roof. looks like a good day to stay indoors with books and coffee. thin foil wrappings are unravelled by deft fingers… Continue reading season + easter + unravel
the plants are hidden, buried under years' worth of neglect, forgotten. to the edge of the forest, there's a small meadow, strewn with potted plants. every weekend they're tended, healed and replanted - the forest's back to life.