Morning Haiku and Waka – Frost – January 14, 2016

frosted lake

frozen rose petals
ephemeral perfection
limp in the sun

etched in white
each tree in the park
winter’s enchantment

moving shadows
shapes upon the frosted glass
a siren passes

© G.s.k. ‘16

Carpe Diem Throw That Pebble #2 frost

Five Sentence Fiction – Abandon – January 24, 2015

In the darkness of time, covered in cobwebs and dust, an old man sits inside an abandoned house.
Reflecting upon the years that had sped past him, wondering if it had been worthwhile, indeed he pondered, should he keep going on, his anxiety grew.
Visions of abandonment came to him, how often he’d felt alone, how often he’d left without a word;  now here he stood in an old abandoned house full of fear.
Awakening suddenly from his dusty dream, fear and anxiety made his heart pound painfully, his lips were dry and a tear trickled down his cheek.
Looking around him, he saw  bright sunshine stream into his room, making dust motes swirl like dervishes before his eyes – he rolled over and kissed his wife.
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