The Challenge: Using this picture as inspiration write a poem or piece of flash-fiction. There are no set themes or genres, just write if you feel inspired to do so. (Max. Word Count: 250). If you feel happy sharing your work, please paste it along with a link to your own work in the comments... Continue Reading →
The Challenge: Using this picture as inspiration write a poem or piece of flash-fiction. There are no set themes or genres, just write if you feel inspired to do so. (Max. Word Count: 250). If you feel happy sharing your work, please paste it along with a link to your own work in the... Continue Reading →
The Challenge: Using this picture as inspiration write a poem or piece of flash-fiction. There are no set themes or genres, just write if you feel inspired to do so.(Max. Word Count: 250). If you feel happy sharing your work, please paste it along with a link to your own work in the comments section... Continue Reading →
The night cannot be claimed by you It belongs only to itself. If you believe this is untrue, Then perhaps reflect on yourself? The night cannot be claimed; It comes and goes freely. The night cannot be tamed, It moves on ideally. The night cannot Last forever; Cannot be caught Whatsoever. The night Is black... Continue Reading →
2019 © DS Coremans The Challenge: Using today’s picture as inspiration write a poem or piece of flash-fiction (Max. Word Count: 500). Add your entry to the comments section, and I will add it to the main post, along with a direct link to your blog or website if you have one. About Today’s Picture:... Continue Reading →
I would rather it were science-fiction, Than painfully, profound reality. I cannot believe that the world if free, When Poverty, seems like an addiction. Living from one pay-check to the next one, Is a societal sickness. Disagree? When Rent over Food is necessity. How can one plan for what is to come? Recklessly destroyed resources... Continue Reading →
Waking to Darkness Winter winds will yet grow wild Spring a far off dream
Watch the clouds slide by, A tangible reminder That time continues
As I woke up this morning I was greeted by this sight (I say when I woke up, This was not When I opened my eyes, But rather two cups of coffee And a shower later.) The Isle of Skye. A place of beauty, Serenity, and other nice words That end in –Y. There are... Continue Reading →
