Prophecies full filled
Do you know what time it is?
Have mercy on us
How does it work?
So true.
More stories from Pamela Walsh-Holte and writers in Poets and other communities.
Cameras, cell phones google earth, CCTV replaced privacy
By Pamela Walsh-Holte3 years ago in Poets
My feet sink into the wet sand as the tide flushes by, covering everything in disappearing crystals of warm ocean. I’m running, I think, and the spray clings to my ankles, obscuring my legs from the lens.
By Maura Bernsteina day ago in Poets
The needles bring flow. My project follows pattern, but my mind runs free.
By Ophelia Keane Braeden4 days ago in Poets
The Doctor and I endure a painful dinner in partial silence until the scent of cherry blossom wafts through an open window. I breathe it in and try to capture it inside me.
By N J Delmas5 days ago in Chapters
Comments (1)
So true.