Self-Doubt

Written for https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/10/15/w3-prompt-181-weave-written-weekly/ Bound beyond a brutal, self-doubt mist unable to step out of the silent shadows scared to make the first muddled move hand hovers over traumatised keys wondering if it is the right thing to build bridges because of loneliness. When human connection is lost, the heart refuses to give up. Memories ofContinue reading “Self-Doubt”

Right Decision

Written for https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2025/10/12/sundays-six-sentence-story-word-prompt-388/ ‘I need to take more time for myself,’ Beth said. She clenched her light suitcase, filled with two days’ worth of clothes, in shaking hands. It wasn’t his fault. Or hers. The choice to leave, to take a break from work, family life; not an easy one, but the right decision forContinue reading “Right Decision”

Mother Nature

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/ Mother Nature We heed your plea to keep our oceans free of plastic from our economy. Climate change We heed your scream turn our nightmare into dreams Our hearing gap is not what it seems. Father time In you we heed no more will we act in greed and plant a beautifulContinue reading “Mother Nature”

Many Notebooks

Written for https://lindaghill.com/2025/10/10/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-11-2025/ At the beginning of my authorship journey, I wrote everything by hand. When I was eight, my parents brought me a pink, petite typewriter. My favourite television programme was Starsky and Hutch. I was a big fan of Paul Michael Glaser. After reading two books, I decided I could write my ownContinue reading “Many Notebooks”

Sleepy Legs

Written for https://christinebialczak.com/2025/10/07/simply-6-minutes-welcome-to-the-challenge-10-07-2025/ Steve stretched out his sleepy legs across his sheltered pond. A super orange moon shifted across the expanse of sky. Silent wishes grew. Prayers wafted into the sea of stars. Soft breaths spread through the unassuming air before spreading their wings. It didn’t matter that he was nearly three hundred years old;Continue reading “Sleepy Legs”