Within the pages,
the fantasy lives.
Eyes dance as stories
come to life.
Imagined wings navigate
flights of fancy.
Close the cover and
She’ll take flight again,
with the magic
between the pages.
Copyright © 2018 Penny Wilson
Whispers in the night
Hot breath on
Goose flesh skin
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
I was looking for a little inspiration for writing and came across Sue’s Thursday Photo Prompt. I’ve not participated in any of Sue’s prompts but this one spoke to me. If you would like to play along too, you can read all about it here:
Thursday photo prompt – Glade – #writephoto
This is my offering for the prompt:
The crisp air tells of summer’s leaving. But Mother Nature’s greenery ignores the chill. I stroll through the glade, letting my fingers brush the soft fronds. The sunlight plays hide and seek among the trees, dappling the ground. The songbirds sing a tune that makes me smile.
Continue reading “Thursday Photo Prompt-Glade”
Words spilling out. My fingers can’t keep up with the thoughts in my head.
The scenes unfold behind my eyes. The screen disappears. The keyboard, gone.
I’m immersed in this world, self-created.
In my world, anything can happen and sometime does.
In this imaginary world my fantasies bleed, cry, kill and give life. They lust, love and hate.
All this is done with a key stroke, at my whim.
This is my drug of choice.
Photo courtesy of Getty Images via Huffington Post