Archive | March, 2016

The Games We Used To Play

31 Mar

photo by Moritz Schmidt

Do you remember those times when we were kids, having fun with all those games we used to play?

We still play games today.

They are just more dangerous than any other child’s game.

This post was written for Three Line Tales, Week Nine.

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Little Getaway

29 Mar

 

on a trip we go
who knows when we come back again
or will we ever?

Haiku For Sunday Evening – Into The Woods

27 Mar

found on pinterest


 

into the woods, there she goes
the path is lost, that’s what I know
her blood is the only trace…

Wilderness

25 Mar

 

Jumping to the water
when we were wild and free once again
storm brough the fear along…

TLT – New Hope

24 Mar
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TLT photo prompt by Liam Desic

the sun is rising
proud colors waving in the wind
feel the new hope coming!
This haiku was written for TLT – Week Eight

The Hunted Ones

22 Mar

“Meet me at the old photo centre. That is the safest place.”

Jerry hung up. He didn’t have much time. The situation needed some decision. Now or never.
He took his gun and jumped into the car. This was the first time after years that he felt that much adrenaline in his veins.

He agreed to meet Greta near the old photo centre. Their ways separated there a few years back. Yet he couldn’t get her out if his head. They both were trying to escape Bill, the worst hitman in Virginia. They figured separating would be the best way how to get rid of Bill.

He arrived five minutes earlier then her and watched Greta to slowly approach the photo centre.
“There she is. This time I am not letting her go.” Jerry got out of the car and when he was about to close the door, he felt huge pressure on his chest. Then he saw the explosion. His body flew away as a feather. His eyes were full of smoke but he was trying to find Greta and hoped she survived the explosion.

Greta’s body disappeared together with the old photo centre’s building. At that moment Jerry decided not to be the hunted one anymore. From then on he became the hunter. He swore himself that he won’t stop until he kills the hitman himself.


This post was written for FFfAW – Week of 3-22-2016

Haiku for sunday evening – The Beach

20 Mar

morning breeze
footsteps in the wet sand
feel the power
!

 

Security Blanket

20 Mar

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 ‘We stopped checking for monsters under the bed when we realized they were inside of us.’ Charles Darwin.

Toby was hiding under his bed once again. He was sure there is a monster in the house. Everybody was already asleep and that was even worse. Toby realized that he was alone in this. Once the monster gets to his room, there will be nobody to save him.

Toby heard a sound coming from the kitchen. With eyes wide open he forgot to breath. He was trying to catch some sound again but the only thing he heard now was his heart beat. Another sound now coming from the stairs.

“What do I do, what do I do?”

Toby was desperate already. He closed his eyes and started to pray.

“Please God, don’t let the monster to see me.”

Suddenly his heart beat came back to normal speed. Toby felt enormous relief on his chest. It was as if somebody covered him with security blanket. He didn’t know how, but he fell asleep right that second.  In the morning his mother found him sleeping under the bed.

“Sweetheart there are no monsters. It was our cat wandering around the house once again like every night.”

After that night he always started to pray anytime he was afraid of monsters. And it always worked. Years later he realized these monsters were only in his head. However he never stopped wondering about the “security blanket”.


This post was written for  Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Writing Prompt nr. 151 – Collage 19.

TLT – Life Direction

17 Mar

(c) Sonya, 2008

Everybody was telling me which direction I should take on my life path.

I wished I could see through and decide the best way possible.

Now I know what I did not know then. Sometimes the answer you seek is quite obvious. You don’t even have to try that hard. Focus on the positive things in life and everything will be just fine.


This post was written for Three Line Tales.

Haiku – Forest

16 Mar

Illumination
great is our mother nature
deer jumps across the beauty


This post was written for https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/03/16/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-march-16th-2016/