Those jade eyes…

It was dark: the night that day, and it rained hard: a storm at bay. Sleeplessly I stirred and sat up in fright, a pair of jade stared at me it was this very night. Two round jade stones green as a pea, and they just stared just stared at me! The stones advanced revealing…

A dead rabbit!

The land etched with greenery and its earth studded with roots, bright and orange ones like Mr. Larry’s boots. Boots that he wears everyday and brings them home soiled, the very ones that let him check all that he has toiled. He doesn’t earn a lot you see for boots are all he owns, and…

How it all came to life…

A blue porcelain set, a chopstick alone, sit still in the glass case, one’s lined with gold, one’s stringed to solitude, as both wear a worn- out face. I look at both, and the things that I own, and so many are just a question, do I own them? are they mine? I have so…

Dark luminescence

The sun descends perhaps in the valley below as the twilight stars twinkle, string along and tiptoe. Peaks are just a silhouette now as the evening glow resigns the trees turn to mirrors emitting everlasting shine. However the stars just stay aren’t fairy lights on the tree for fairy lights stringed today produce warmth and…