I provide the first phrase and you complete the sentence, in your own way and we see in how many different directions one thought can be takenβ¦..
“The grass was freshly mown…. ”
My attempt
“…. But my grave was etched with weeds of stone.”
Your turn!
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About hbhatnagar
I need to fill this up with much better content than I had populated it with earlier. Why I write a blog maybe? I started blogging in 2009 or thereabouts. I was a newly turned atheist and wanted to converse with others of the same persuasion. We're not exactly a big population group in India! It didn't go very well and I sort of lost interest, posting a few things now and then.
I got a lot more regular over the last few months and have been posting almost daily since February '15. There were many reasons why I gradually became more regular in posting, but one way or the other, here I am! So this blog has taken shape, being at different points in time my showcase, my comedy club, my art gallery, my book club, my therapist, my close friend, my innermost self....but always my little corner of the world. You are all welcome to visit and I hope you stay awhile!
A few points about me because I don't want to lead anyone on(and trust me this does become an issue more often than I'd care to admit).
I'm Indian, the brown-skinned variety; if race, ethnicity or skin colour is an issue, you don't have to get to know me any more than what you see on my blog.
I'm 40, so if age is an issue, please be informed accordingly.
I was a doctor, an ophthalmic surgeon for 10 years before I quit practice.
Your is awesome
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Thank you, Izza.
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Happy new year!!π I wish you luck for 2k16!π
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Thanks Akiraa, and wish you the same! π
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yet with no one in sight, the nearly perfect and green flatness had the air of artifice.
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An almost inhuman sterility..thanks for participating ET! π
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love the phrase “inhuman sterility” — so much going on inside the notion
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Thanks ET! π
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All seemed the same yet different the air looming around felt dense, weighed heavier. And the burnt crop circles did little for his already inflated ominous feeling..
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All too many images in one phrase! π
Thanks for joining in with this nugget, story teller!
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And there was grass all over the back of her shirt. π
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Lying in fresh cut grass and inhaling that summery smell….. Aah! Thanks for participating Tessa!
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To left all past behind and to grow once again with new enthusiasm and courage.
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The Phoenix effect…. Thanks for joining in Pooja! π
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Thanks to you for TWO phase stories π
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Damn, I liked this!
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Thanks. Do participate also, please! π
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Okay, let me try. π
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…showing that the post-apocalyptic suburbanites still had their priorities all wrong.
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That’s a new one! Thanks for participating charcamolson!
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And there stands my sad ghost, alone.
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Haunting… Thanks for joining in, Kathryne.
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Your contribution was wonderful poetry, H. You should think of expanding that into something larger. Best wishes. xo
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Thanks for the compliment Sabiscuit. π
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