Lost Connections
A relic rusts where green once gleamed,
A silent sentry, lost in dreams.
Where voices once did weave and twine,
Now echoes whisper of lost time.
A field's embrace, a hill's cold stare,
The ocean's sigh, a mournful air.
No hand now seeks its glass-eyed gaze,
Those who cal...
A short fable
One day, at the beginning of the ages, having created Man, God said: “Now let’s make a creature who will be helpful to him, who will watch over his family and his goods, a living thing...
Alleyway Existence
A shaft of sunlight, a fugitive from the urban canyon, slices through the grimy alleyway, illuminating a tableau of stark desolation. Huddled against a cold brick wall, a man sit...
A Life on the Waves: Loss, Love, and Legacy
The old man sat in a boat pulled ashore on the beach. All that remained of his past as a fisherman was that vessel, now worn and weathered by time. The c...
The Tree of Life: a spectrum of colours
In the grand tapestry of existence, the majestic tree of life stands as a silent sentinel, adorned with leaves that morph through a spectrum of colours. Each...
Exploring the Parallel Worlds of Children’s and Dog Puppies’ Eyes
In the vast expanse of the world, where innocence intersects, one finds a common thread between children and dog puppies: their eyes...