Stop
look
listen,
for the shrill
blast on the whistle,
a warning to the unwary,
or a promise of release to the broken-hearted.
Category Archives: Fibonnaci
Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt #114 #fibonacci
I
could
never find
what it would
take to make her smile
because every time she tried to show humour
her eyes would soften but her lips would curl up into a grimace.
Filed under Fibonnaci, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
A Summer meadow
eyes
closed
lying
in mown grass
reflecting upon
the inconsistency of clouds
pictures conjured as minds make order out of chaos
Filed under Fibonnaci, nature inspired, Self compositions
When the pen takes control. 