Sharing words that travel through me. These secrets of mine none can know. Their harbor slowly kills me though,. A little more each day, each year. Thusly I remain, stuck right here. All hope is gone no end is near. Lost no matter the path I take. This maze of secrets built with fear. Though none are left whom I might trust,. Self included, although I must. No more tears have I left to weep. This journey mine, this trip to dust.

Welcome to week 77 of Haiku Horizons. Haiku Horizons will provide a haiku prompt each Sunday. Write a haiku based on the prompt and link to your post by clicking on the image below. For additional details, read the. Enjoy! This entry was posted in Haiku Horizons. This entry was posted in Haiku Horizons.

Writing and other forms of suffering. Mondays Finish the Story flash fiction challenge. Ruins 2015, Barbara W. Where did they go? Where did they go? Nobody knows, Kour said. These ruins extend for many kilometers in every direction, Kour said. Here, and in many other places.

A Gypsy, Bismillah and Esmerelda The Spider Sit With Yama At The Vaitarna. Black and White Film Photography. Black And White Digital Photography. This is the set that I put up in July. The new version will be up next week! August 17, 2015. Taking a break on a sunny autumn morning. Do you see the moon? .

Although it was a bit difficult to believe that a surfer with pink hair would suddenly be able to ace all of the exams needed to get into police recruitment, the whole idea worked very well. I really enjoyed the Sunday photo fiction thing that I did this week. It was called come calling. I fully intend to publish the b.

Poetry and fiction by a physicist from the dark side. The pub was empty and he approached the two men in the corner. He can only speak in poetry.

A to Z Challenge 2016. Follow Stories and more on WordPress.

Creating a home anywhere in the world. Welcome to my blog, Its lovely to have you here! I am Chioma and I like to think of myself as an avid reader and a non-biased writer. Prior to moving I considered myself adventurous, REALITY check? What are my ideologies? I am a strong advocate for maintaining balance and modesty in every area of life. Some of my stories for children.

Musings from the edge of an English summer. Alison laid down and listened to his rhythmic breathing.