My parents came over to visit us for a week and a little more. During my occasional walks with them, I remembered I’d been wanting to take pictures of the…
The oysters weren’t quite done yet. Noon breeze caressed him gently, bringing with it the aromas of something yummy. “Something yummy” in Jeremy’s dictionary was oysters. He especially loved the…
Occasionally, I feel positive I am made to do great things. After I’ve basked awhile in the overwhelming glory of this belief, I realise I am one of many who…
Just a note to you, my reader. I came across a post today that needs attention. It is a call for help, and I hope that we’ll be able to…
There must be numerous stories that I haven’t completed. Many still lie lonely in my notebook. Many are even less privileged — they float amongst the countless other thoughts inside…
There are some things you experience in life which enrich you beyond your understanding. That feed your soul even when you think it is hungry and parched, only for you…
Making my dreams come true is in my own hands. Seeing a web as a trap, or as a lesser evil to get across the fatal blades of a plant…
When work becomes drudgery, run. Accepting this singular piece of advice from my own crazy intelligence, I’ve run away for a bit to take a refuge in poetry. (Never thought…
If you visit the other page on this blog, Me, you’ll notice that I’ve mentioned the reason I started this blog. It was to “trick me into writing”. Well, it’s…
It is only hope. Just a tiny light in suffocating, closed spaces. Yet it revives forlorn hearts.
