(132 words- flash fiction/poetry)
In the chronicles of Narmer the first King to unite the Upper and Lower Nile, a strange thing happened one night when a brilliant light streaked across the desert sky…
the light, which was actually a meteorite, hit a site near a Hittite temple hundreds of miles away, glowing where it lay, night and day, with a mysterious inner fire that attracted followers by the day…
who listened to the priests gathered there to pray to the meteorite, creating rites and calling it a god for lost souls seeking their way to eternity, a powerful entity that soon inspired a new prosperous Hittite city…
The inevitable clash of nations happened within a century, as the dark gods of both civilizations clashed, like opposing meteorites created by ideologies that couldn’t survive future centuries.
we all live in a bubble
on cable TV
because we live in
an insecure society
there’s bubbles for the wealthy
and bubbles for the poor
there’s bubbles for races
there will not be
all these bubbles
with their troubles
in our country
In the beginning…
mankind sought gold, a precious metal capable of destroying civilizations and creating new one’s from their ashes …
he works tirelessly in his search for gold
the miner willingly take risks and is bold
as his fever for the yellow metal soldifies
he never keeps his eyes off of the prize
gold fever turns good men into bad guys
willing to kill and tell numerous lies
sets hearts a twitter
big and small
men will always lust
for that glittering gold dust
or dream of that mother lode
putting them on a yellow brick road
with luxuries that’ll pave their way
to a better life until their last day
we cover a bald or hairy head
with every conceivable material
from metal to heavy thread
some hats are the best way
to show power
and make underlings cower
some people say
hats show the world who we are
whether normal or bizarre
still others say
it’s the best way to shield your head
from the sun which can turn it red
hats are always going to be around
they’re very much part of society
and there’ll always be a variety
so hats off to hats in history
may they always be
important and silly!
100 words –
How can faith be blind when its entwined with your heart and mind?
Have you never seen a miracle, or had a magic moment of strength in trying times? Or read between the lines for hopeful signs?
The ability to have faith, when all else fails, makes for inspiring tales.
You don’t have to hold or see faith, it’s embedded in your heart in a safe place. Summoned, it gives you hope where there is no trace with a reassuring embrace.
Yet, some believe blind faith can lead us down the wrong path in life, leaving us with only strife.