Portfolio including poetry and flash fiction from micro fiction to short stories and a bit of photography thrown in for good measure.
Fluffy, white clouds hung in the sapphire sky, motionless despite the light breeze I felt. They reminded me of cotton strategically placed on a Christmas village to resemble snow. In the car with air-conditioning and the snowy clouds above, I almost forgot it was scorching outside.
– Written for Day 18 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.
Some say we are born sinners, inherently given to do bad things. Others argue nature versus nurture, that we are innocent until the age of accountability. Orphaned at birth, the darkness inside took my parents as its first sacrifice.
– Written for Grammar Ghoul Press Shapeshifting 13 #67. Prompt words were “orphan” and “inherent.” WC 39. Photo from Pixabay.com. “The Darkness” was awarded 3rd place in this contest.
The older I get, the more I have an appreciation for the bad choices my parents made. I am not glad they made them, and I certainly would prefer if the ones that affected me negatively had not happened, but I appreciate the fact that we don’t always know our bad choices are bad choices until after we make them. I understand why age can often be associated with wisdom. Simply existing year after year on this revolving ball in space tends to make one wiser by default. Experience equals wisdom for many. I’d like to think it does for me, at least.
– Written for Day 17 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.
– Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge – August 17, 2016. Showing the ways people move from one place to another on land. Photos ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.
– Musin’ With Susan’s Macro Moments Challenge: Week 9 “Inanimate Objects.” Highlighting macro photography. Photo ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.
Tears of joy and pain; humanity.
– Written for Sometimes Stellar Storyteller Six Word Story Challenge #44. Prompt was “human.” WC 6. Photo from Pixabay.com.
I never liked roller coasters. Maybe it is the feeling of being out of control, or feeling like I am going to die, or nausea I get from motion sickness. I choose not to get on a roller coaster voluntarily. Unfortunately, life is one big roller coaster and every day is full of ups and downs, twists and turns, and worst of all are the sudden drops. I do quite enjoy the smooth parts where I get to ride and look at the scenery, though.
– Written for Day 16 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.
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