One-Liner Wednesday — Oh! How Big You Are!

Considering how large the universe is and how small we are it looks like our size is just about right.


Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday.

#1linerWeds badge by Dan Antion
#1linerWeds badge by Dan Antion

The End

The good thing is I can forget
The tasks I’ll leave undone.
Another whom I haven’t met
May stop to pick up one.

It does not matter in the end
When time looks frail and tossed.
Let’s make amends, my passing friends,
Since only love’s not lost.


Linked to dVerse Poetics where Paul is hosting on the theme “The End”.
Photo: “From Behind” by the author.

My Imaginary Friend’s Three Imaginary Fears

“I fear that should you read my mind
You’ll find my mind ain’t there.
I fear I’m holding you behind.
Don’t leave to run off where
Nighttime’s dreamings cannot stand.
I must not hesitate.
I fear I’ll reach my outstretched hand
Too fashionably late.”


Linked to dVerse Quadrille hosted by Victoria Ceretto-Slotto with prompt word “fear”.  The pub opens at 3 PM EST.  Come join us!
Photo: “Three Uprights” by the author linked to K’lee and Dale‘s Cosmic Photo Challenge with theme “three”.
It looks like jasenphoto’s Tuesday Photo Challenge also has “Three” as a theme. So I am linking this as well

The Mystery of Blue

All I know seems here right now.
So much I have forgot.
So much I also learned somehow.
Deep blue deceives me not.


Linked to Jilly’s 28 Days of Unreason, Day Eleven wondering if all of me returned.
Photo: “Blue and Yellow Flowers” by the author linked to Nick V’s Friday Floral Fotos.

The Wind — #writephoto

When harsh winds blow some whine, “How the wicked wind oppresses me!” Others wonder how they could make money off that wind by grinding grain or generating electricity. One turns it into poetry. The other turns a profit.

The Little People dwelt in the windmill. Like everyone they loved good stories. The Big People owned the mill. They tolerated the Little People because they bravely fought the Hungry Mice who wanted the grain as much as they did. “Get your own grain!” the Little People shouted. As a reward the Big People let the Little People have enough for their needs and internet connections.

Everything trended nicely, but the problem with trends is people forget once something goes one way long enough that it could go the other way. So most everyone confidently predicted everything would stay the same and every time it stayed the same their predictions came true. True, there were some who feared the end was always near, but that’s how their minds trended and they were usually wrong.

One day Wicked Wind joined Raging Fire and burnt whatever was dry including the windmill. The Big People were no longer big. They looked little and the Little People had no home. Even the mice were unhappy.

Illnesses popped up out of nowhere. The mice were blamed. The homeless Little People were blamed. The formerly Big People were blamed. The poetry and stories went dark and conflict trended.

The mice, who could not access the windmill, quickly recovered. Meanwhile the wind stirred the People mixing the big with the small as their generations sailed through birth and death until they rewrote their stories and survived.


Linked to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto Sails.
Photo provided by Sue Vincent.

Sue Vincent's #writephoto icon

While looking back at Jilly’s 28 Days of Unreason, I think this post fits Day Six about the “violent wind”.

Broken Pots Are Also Good

The pots are broken, split and still
They serve as pots for plants that will
Use bits of soil, and we don’t mind,
Unwrap their love with what they find.


Linked to dVerse Open Link Night hosted by Gayle.
Photo: “Growing Everywhere” by the author.

One Liner Wednesday — Thought Toss

Keep tossing deep thoughts into the well. Eventually one will sink.


Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday.

#1linerWeds badge by Dan Antion
#1linerWeds badge by Dan Antion