It's that space in the ether- full of riches It's a silence filled with charged hope It's the suppressed laugh with a lip that twitches It's where mind and body run to elope It's solitude- that rare gift for a... Continue Reading →
When I was a prisoner in my mind I used to dream of lifting up my head and one day observing the open sky reaching to feel the sun warming my face and tasting rain that’s since lost its poison Those... Continue Reading →
Reading from the same page that was how it was always meant to be in her visions and rose-tinted dreams but he moved to new chapter and when she turned...it was to a blank page .....so the book was shut... Continue Reading →
Kelly Simmons walked to the edge of the lake, right hand clutching a coin. With a deep breath she hurled it in and shut her eyes...... Finish the story in Tales in Teacups ©Vivian Zems Friday Fiction with Rochelle Image by... Continue Reading →
Floating in a nebula Star-dusted ephemera Shapes emerge in the dura Stretching to touch Shapes without form In motionless flux Permeating my dreams Wonders of the galaxies Visions of infinity ©Vivian Zems Photo Credit: ESA/Hubble; NASA, ESA and the Hubble Heritage (STScI/AURA)-ESA/Hubble... Continue Reading →
Smell The Coffee 