Anticipation
September 2011
45 posts
In a few decades, the relationship between the environment, resources and conflict may seem almost as obvious as the connection we see today between human rights, democracy and peace.
—-Wangari Maathai—
I saw a little boy of about three years old fall hard on the pavement. The women gathered said shame and sorry.
His mother gently helped him up.
Some teenage boys looking on laughed mocking, he hadn’t fallen in any comical way. I felt uneasy - something goes wrong when boys cannot help each up but trample on each other when they are down.
With you
I feel free
Life is easy
When my walls
Push down heavily
Terrors attacking
You tickle me
Then as if-by magic
Laughter escapes..
#Lit125wordStory- tag I am trying to start to share very very very short stories, pls. Join in and I hope u like
I waited in the next room. I could hear the heels tap across the bathroom tile floor. Her sweet, seductive scent creeped through the room, and danced in my nose. I hurried to get…
There are silences which are satiated and not hungry for unnecessary words.
Frozen in thought/
A scrapyard of loss/
Heaped inside of me/
A desert mentality/
Seeing yet unseeing/
You thawed me/
Drafting the scope/
Depth, width, feel/
The endless possibilities/
In my promised land/
Stand firm in the dream/
One brick at time/
Builds a foundation/
A spiralling stairwell/
Onto my next level…