Day: March 12, 2022

Ragtag Daily Prompt Friday: Eldritch As i walkedamong therowsof shelvesi could seecould feelthe eyesupon my beingdrilling into myflesha bead of sweattrickledwhat am idoing herewhat was that?footsteps!no a scrapingwas that breathing?Darkness envelopedagainfootstepsNo……i am aloneamong the shelvessomething sent a breatha breezeacross my facemore sweati am aloneeyes i feelupon me stillamong the rowsof shelvesi walksuddenlytherein front of meA…

grown in the hearts of seeds, embracing the sunlit air, they enrich gardens and renew freshness. glorious petals emerging from the center, the seeds proudly overlooking, a flower is a charming world in itself. radiancy is all they know, warm touches are all they feel, an air of love and a drop of color. flowery…

For the dverse prompt I used the titles of three Lewis Carroll poems:The Three Voices, Lays of Sorrows and The White Knight’s Songas a prompt for this one. The great white hope We look at the sky and its white trails,the paths over the horizon we will never tread. We listen to the babble of…

I’m happy to announce that mine ‘Prose envelope haibun ‘ is published at Gobblers/Masticadores//Editores: Manuela Timofte/J re Crivello. I’m blessed, so thank Mr.J re Crivello, Director and founder of Gobblers/Masticadores and his team. Here is my ‘Prose envelope haibun’ Incomplete Story…..#haibun She was rushed to a hospital due to labour pain. As soon as she…

SHE 💓 She is delicate, she is beautiful, She is responsible, she is dutiful, She is emotional, she is intelligent. She is hard working, she is diligent. She is brave, she is savage, She is extraordinary, and above average. She is fearless, she is bold, She is beautiful, when young and even when old. She…

A haibun I always aspire to punctuality, but rarely achieve it. The “real world” (i.e. the one outside of my head) feels utterly replete to me with stringent rules and regulations that continually challenge my unhurried nature. Every morning, as my wife and I race to get our daughter ready for school, I hear echoes…

No, I’m not buying new slippers just yet. And no, I’m not getting my dressing gown out. Nor my pyjamas. Boxers will do. And my cozy murder mysteries can snuggle against each other on the bookshelf for another month. So put that in your pipe and smoke it, Sherlock Holmes. I’m riding Autumn out till…

Poem Attribution – Goff James – Dawn Storm Laden Blows Copyright (c) 2022 Goff James – All Rights Reserved  View more senryū poems by Goff James Thank you for your visit goffjamesart.wordpress.com Art Music Photography Poetry Quotations Poetry – Senryū – Dawn Storm Laden Blows – A Poem by Goff James

Sadie’s What do you See The image to work with EuclidPythagorasA mystery to meSome say GeometryI say anglesaxiomslinesplanesspacial relationships(my bestie and me)circles and rectanglesPie (not Pi)I needa protractor?but on my farmI need a tractorBut a set square?I only haveBecky’s Squareswhich do me fineBut do I needto knowthe shapesthe sizethe dimensionsof thingsaround my houseI need to…

View from my patio Pine tree twig nudges the other –‘Look at the golden glow’Wind chimes in to add its melodyBoth swing with abandon. Loaded with little pinesBoth bask in the glory of twilightI watch with delightAnd feel connected. The melodies of this treeChange everyday – Soft in the morning breezeIt sings louder during the day.…

“The basis of all animal rights should be the Golden Rule — we should treat them as we would wish them to treat us were any other species in our dominant position.” Christine Stevens (born in St. Louis, Missouri on 10 March 1918) was an American conservationist and animal rights activist who used her position…