
Persephone smiles
and the earth blooms, its vespers,
spring’s fragrant, first breath.
~kat
For Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge, Prompt words: worship (vespers) and goddess (Persephone).

Persephone smiles
and the earth blooms, its vespers,
spring’s fragrant, first breath.
~kat
For Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge, Prompt words: worship (vespers) and goddess (Persephone).

photo by Vek Labs via Unsplash
Sarah peered at the lights in the distant, groggy, her body weighed down by something she couldn’t identify, the pavement beneath her cold and damp.
It was a recurrent dream that dogged her night after night causing her to wonder if it was a premonition of impending doom, except for one tiny detail: the arrow.
While she was no dream expert, Sarah decided her dreams were a sign that she was on the right track, moving forward; in her heart she believed everything would work out for the best.
~kat
For Sonya’s Three Line Tales Challenge inspired by the photo above by Vek Labs via Unsplash.

Margaret glanced up from a sink full of soapy dishes. Pa was in his element, surrounded by the grands and great-grands, telling stories of “how it was before tv’s and computers; when people called and you answered your phone, none of this texting and voicemail business.”
“How did you do it, Pa? Didn’t you wonder if you were missing something? I would!” Zachary blurted.
Pa chuckled, his eyes softened, remembering. “Well Zach, guess we didn’t miss anything ‘cause we didn’t know any better. We got along just fine, I think. Just look at all of you. Musta done something right.”
~kat
100 Words for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers flash fiction Challenge inspired by the photo above by © Fatima Fakier Deria

cooing dove, grey morning
perched above in mourning
~kat
Day 29’s Essence for Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge. You guessed it! Another dreary day in the mid-Atlantic, Blue Ridge Mountain valley. I love the sound of morning doves in the grey.