This was a relief. Being freed from editing my poetry book to respond to today's prompt; to write about this very moment. Now, what to write?....ok, I've got it. I can't hold onto time- not the present or the past.... Continue Reading →
Dear Viv, Try not to scream when you read this It's from future-you to present-me Take heed, these words-do not dismiss Pay close attention-so your eyes see In three days you will play the lottery The numbers you use will... Continue Reading →
New beginnings arrive like dawn leaving yesterday's literary of yore shedding light on (to) day and morrow the gift of do-overs back to the future ahead of myself ©Vivian Zems (#cherita) Angie hosts Real Toads today and would like us to write... Continue Reading →
With a pencil Marking the margins of our lives With a pencil Outstretched corners of our futures What it holds is unknown to us Shades of hopes and dreams lie in wait With a pencil ©Vivian Zems (#Rondolet) December Writing... Continue Reading →
Reverend Zombie Dressed in an eerie costume Using crystal balls Tells me he can see futures About me, he tells me truths So impressed by him I urge him for more insight This wonder, this sage That is when I... Continue Reading →
(6 Word Story) You're someone's past; You're someone's future. The End Copyright 2017 Vivian Zems
(Daily post) My future has never been Opaque At least, not as far as I could see I'm so sure, been certain since I was three I've seen shades of hope Shadows of glory Sometimes- a slippery slope But that's... Continue Reading →
