Writing Prompt

A bolt of lightning danced across the sky, setting it aglow with a purplish hue and illuminating the skyline. Of course, the skyline didn’t need much illuminating.

The small buildings stuck out like small shards of glass, swept under the rug and forgotten about until someone who’s trouble is worth something steps on it.

Near the outskirts, I could still see the dumpsters where the bussers would...

Haerolt took up his staff and pulled himself from the lowering boulder in the ground. He was not far from the path thankfully. Not that it was a very clear trail nor that it it was easy to follow, but it would at least prove to lead him somewhere. Yet were it not for Queen Malaena he would never have had the final chance to seek something greater in his life. Of all things that knew, it were h...

Broad, fenstrated leaves dripped moisture. Something green and spidery brushed Det. Hank Langdon’s cheek. Tripping over his partner Det. Hen Ball, he yelped in an unmanly fashion. Ball collided with a trio of surprisingly sharp snake plants. She cursed. During the pandemic her daughter collected a windowsill full of cacti. Ball wondered how much stress the Superintendent had to need this slice of ...

The Safeway two blocks from my house throws out all of the produce once it turns. A rotten putrid pile created by underpaid college students forms for a week strait, before the city comes to collect their festering waste on Sunday. It’s become a habit of mine to sit out back behind the deteriorating building and watch as the fermented juices of old fruit get splattered across beige chipped paint. ...

This is the beauty of nature and city blending together. The biological clock in the nature wakes up the day, the sun, the clouds and the sky make it a wonderful place to live and enjoy. The wildlife and the human form a peaceful environment that makes happiness for all....

Evil minds linger beneath my sheets lack-of sleep, I weep, wishing to move…so it cannot harm us.

D, T, N, is cometh, thy body and taking over my body, then noxious.

D, T, N, stands for ( don’t trust your neighbor) still noxious; of loud noises of silence, then sirens, then they mock us.

Bad chimes of speechless pests; that linger when headaches get bigger; are minds, then get filled with puss.

La...

White-turned-gray towers of crumbling concrete were dwarfed by green and brown columns of life. The city remained a city, but it’s inhabitants were no longer lawyers and doctors and retail workers. Those jobs and the people that worked them died ages ago. They were strangled to death by their arrogance, and their monuments are now choked by the vines of their assertion over the land....

Our farm was on a wide spread of land, many acres, but only a few people left with a few animals to tend to. The cabins and barns had been there for hundreds of years, it was said and believed, and still stood sturdy. I remember hearing the stories of our grandfathers and grandmothers and how they had tilled these very fields, admiring the trees that stretched for miles in the distance. As a child...

Moloch closes a book and walks from his study ordained with his various achievements as a surgeon. It is 3pm and like the day before, he heads down the main hall, through the foyer, and onto the east portico that overlooks his vast garden. With little to occupy his mind, his garden has become his most obsessive hobby. He beams with pride as he overlooks the garden, brimming with red and white rose...

It stood up

It didn’t belong

It was a stain

On a crisp white shirt

No one liked it

Why would they

It was ugly

And plain

Surrounded by green

The power of nature

The wind and rain

It was weary

It was there

It shouldn’t be

We wanted it gone

But it was too late

It rises in the sky

Jutting up like a weed

It’s unwanted

And looks like a shard of metal

So don’t keep building

So the green can keep...