Once more
the night of fire
returns
Transforming
personalities
Exploring
Experimenting
with hidden desires

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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

Where waters tide

‘Round canyons

Carved by time

And ice,

Other canyons

Rise

Man-made

To tickle skies.

Where greenery

Respite to

Millions

Provides,

Sleep memories

Of others

Who used to there

Reside.

Where footfalls mask

The horns of cars

And rustles hold

More sway,

There breathes the city

That like me

Many call home

Today.

For the dVerse challenge: take me with you

I was having a wonderful day. I was in a wonderful mood. Until towards the end of my shift.

Nothing annoys me more when some little dick starts making trouble and thinks I will take it because I am customer service. That I will smile be polite while he is as rude as fuck.

If I am polite while I am taking orders, I expect my customer to be polite. I will not tolerate bullshit! However if I was being a bitch then yes, he can be an asshole. However, I was being polite.

Anyway.

Our tills had been lagging, and I was correcting his order. “I said I didnt want that!” he shouted.

“I know. I am trying to fix the order. The till doesnt work. Thank you.”

“Oh my god you dont have to be so grumpy.”

I dont have to be grumpy? Really? He just bitched me…

Late into the night
when sleep does not come
my mind wanders freely
until it is done
Gives me the words
that I pluck from the air
and fashion to paper
with rhythm and flair

Sometimes the muse abandons us in our quest to create.  We say we are going through a desert, devoid of ideas, lacking inspiration, bereft of dreams. There is life if you are observant. To avoid the heat animals burrowing underground where the earth is cooler. They alter their lifestyle by adopting nocturnal habits. Plants develop spines for protection, deep roots to connect to life-sustaining moisture in the soil, and tough skin to prevent water evaporation.

We must do the same to access the gems we seek. The desert requires us to reach into our core for the gold we pursue. We adjust our procedures, struggling to attain the seeds that spark creation. The amazing thing is the work pays big dividends providing us with things we never imagined. We uncover rich beauty.

Where do you find unexpected beauty?

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

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