(Image Credit: Guillaume de Germain on Unsplash.com) An army of red ants furiously working in many a region Polarizing and dividing, they're a deadly legion Divesting the susceptible of every vestige of sense Each a Confederacy; each a dunce. (Word Count: 32) Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt #231

(Image Credit: Adrien Converse on Unsplash,com) Colour me good; colour me bad or better yet leave me alone Pain a bleak picture of my skin, go on laugh at my tone Yielding to your provocations, on my part becomes impotence Fool me twice and I become a sorry slave to your pretense Only one amongst … Continue reading Ebauche

Yelling and screaming profanities and wantonly looting with no pause Eking mileage out of every misery is this senseless lot, with an IQ less than that of a poodle Woe betide the world forced to make do with this damned caboodle! Storming hallways and streets is for this lot a job full time They lead … Continue reading The Gathering

The mind is a portmanteau with a bottom alarmingly endless With room for more things that coalesce to both curse and bless; Alas, the ignorant man with no inkling of cause or consequence Never deems it appropriate to close the baggage grasping its content's essence Fleeting moments of pleasure followed by prolonged bouts of pain … Continue reading FILL

The light from the candle, as it began to diminish Flickering in its attempt to buck the effects of the gentle breeze Anjali opened her eyes in sheer panic, there was so much more to finish Newton's second law of thermodynamics was haunting her peace There would be no second candle because her father was … Continue reading Resolve

In adversity and misery does my resolve take shape Nerves are steeled and the mind made malleable to hope The hairs stand still as a chill surges through the back of my nape Nothing is beyond my reach and out of the remit of my scope Blocking the naysayers and the relentless prophets of doom … Continue reading AHEAD

"Why is the news so full of doom and gloom" asked the little girl looking up at her mother "we are reading only about poor and dying people" seven days a week With a wistful smile, the mother replied, "dear child please do not bother" "Newspapers do not always believe in what they claim they … Continue reading Sensationalism

Drawing deep into the innermost recess of the soul Blocking out negative thoughts and going about our deed To marshal all our wisdom, retaining our wit whole Taking it one day at a time and to Science paying heed, (Word Count: 39) Sammi Cox Weekend Prompt#224

The marriage alas was one of pure convenience Dollars were the order of the arrangement, no pretense When the time came to desert, the loved were became pre-loved Mercilessly and heartlessly out of the way they were shoved The barbaric enemy at the gates was no concern anymore Left to their wretched fates, the abandoned' … Continue reading Evacuation

When the tip of the pen kisses the surface of a paper so crisp and clean Imagination runs riot chronicling events seen and epics unseen Distractions are cast aside as concentration becomes a steady boat in a calm sea Every word taking shape is cause for absolute and undisguised glee Passion and emotion come together … Continue reading The Author