Tracking the lost ones I listen to the desert where the sands tread us. Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
Divine is both verb and abstract noun, like love, value, dream, time;
Doubt is both verb and abstract noun, like lie, fashion, endeavour,
Disregard, envy, thrill or calm, delight, pleasure, trust and hope…
Tough love, life is precious, my energy too scarce to push the granite walls you build, shift now. Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
Happy Sunday Everyone! I hope you’re having a good day? If not there’s still time. This is one of two posts for this week’s ‘Sustainable Sunday’. Its sister post is full of hope and positive action. Do you have a personal story to share about trying to live more sustainability? I’d love to hear, celebrate…
The winter stretched like Ouroboran tail,
Thus, the rider sought the dragon
Iron Scale beneath her bridge
“we need your breath of fire
For life to prevail,”
The rider said.
Hello all, Below is the wonderful round-up of last week’s #FreeFormFriday prompt, exploring the art of free form and combined form. Many thanks to contributors. Apologies for being slightly delayed today, life overtook events. From now on I’ll be running this fortnightly. If you would like to join in I’d love to hear from…
You may not see our battle scars,
but know this; we are not victims
we are this world’s warriors.
For the families
may past wrongs come to light,
may past wrongs stay past.
cardiology; ‘an abnormality of the functioning of the autonomic (involuntary) nervous system,’ another one; a condition common with my co-morbidities, nothing I’d not guessed we already do much of what they say I should, I laugh during the tests; “Don’t get up too fast,” he says smiling knowingly – as if I could, and we…
A wry note to self; when the words swim before you stop typing, just stop. Antonia Sara Zenkevitch