
Though all of one kind,
gladly not all of one mind.
That’s the spice of life.

Though all of one kind,
gladly not all of one mind.
That’s the spice of life.
Filed under As you read it, Factual, Haiku, Self compositions

Another storm forecast. The third today. Sunset was another forty-three hours away so we could expect a few more before the day was out. Hopefully we would be able to get outside and rig the anti-icing screens before dark. Although only a curious form of purple twilight, not truly dark, it wasn’t safe working outside once the sun had gone down. The natives seemed to gather strength at these times and always wanted to make a scene. Their parties were not for me sadly. I preferred to sit in my chamber watching re-runs of old sports games on my telekran. Anyway there was actually some work to do tonight. My discovery on the Carmillion plain today deserved a couple of extra hours. The only difficulty was how to get the news back home during one of the sparse communicator periods. That was when I got what I would call my flash of inspiration. Just like one of those bolts lighting up the mustard-yellow, methane-cloud filled sky. I will lodge a full report in my next telecast.
Filed under As you read it, Flash fiction, nature inspired, Self compositions
Sam looked at the trees lining the highway. Varieties that he and his fellow prisoners had uprooted many years before. He knew tears would flow with every mile they covered, with each new memory. Memories of a life passed and lives lost amidst tears, both wasted and wasteful. Tears mixed with sweat-diluted blood. In the blazing, tropical, midday sun, moisture was precious, the guards watching every move, seldom and reluctantly offering water to drink. They had laid the track yard by yard but now he was perversely pleased to see their death railway transformed into the main highway through Burma

Lines across the road,
armed with buckets and torches
to save a species
Filed under Factual, From the heart, Haiku, nature inspired, Self compositions

A good looking girl from Tredare
was employed in the signal box there
while drivers waited at the crossing
they would watch her adjusting her stockings
and if the train was delayed no-one cared.
Filed under Limerick, Self compositions, Singalong, Whimsical
Fragrant beauty forms
swirling, pastel shaded clouds.
Butterflies in prayer.
Filed under Factual, Haiku, nature inspired, Otherworldly, Self compositions

As the vote was lost
by such a narrow margin,
nobody minded.
Filed under Haiku, Self compositions
Five young gunslingers from Tooting
fed up with the hollering and hooting
so with nothing to lose
but their necks in a noose
should either fight their way out or die shooting
Filed under Alternative history, Factual, Inspired by fable, Self compositions, Whimsical
When the cancer struck,
only way to save his speech,
a plastic voicebox.
Taking
her by the hand
he led her into the stream,
the crowd began to chant the psalms.
Rebirth.
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