The exhibition is supposed to be a forum for us to express and showcase our art.
So, I fail to understand why attendees look at our masterpieces with looks of disbelief.
Is it perhaps the prolific use of neon paints?
Or can it be the optical sublimity of our strokes on paper?
Surely the fault cannot lie with us, if not our illustrations.
Have they never seen mice paint before?
PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox
Prompts –
A Much Larger World
Lies Beyond Your Lean Vision
If You Choose To See…
Prompt –
Crimson’s Creative Challenge
“A Single Bullet Deleted His Future.”
Prompt – Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #69 – December 19, 2020
I come from a tribe of head-hunters, so I will never need a shrink.
It’s a paradox, but I believed it to be the truth. That was until the voices in my head began speaking. Just one in the beginning. But soon, nineteen others joined in. I demurred visiting a shrink even when their constant chattering and bickering began drowning out my own thoughts. On some lonely nights I would feel my entire conscious self shoved to the bottom of my mind, the voices taking over completely. For the very first time I felt that I was no longer in control of my own body. I booked an appointment with the shrink at once.
The shrink heard me out patiently, even heard out some of the statements made by the other voices. She asked me to write down the names of the voices, if I knew them. I knew all twenty of them and missed out on none. The shrink read through the list calmly, her index finger tracing a path along the page. She adjusted her glasses as she reread the list. She kept the paper aside, and pulled out her cellphone, tapping away furiously. After a minute of scrolling through it, she stood up from her chair, and stared at me with a look of horror on her face.
So, I did try visiting a shrink. In the end, even her smart little head was not enough. She only added to my troubles. Now I have to deal with twenty one voices, trying to get back at me.
Word Count – 260
Prompts:
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #162
Your Daily Word Prompt – #Demur – #YDWordPrompt November 20, 2020
In Life, We Must Choose:
To Face The Change Head On, Or
Run And Change Our Face
Prompt: Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 311 Change&Face
Prompts:
Prompt – Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #42 – June 13, 2020
The Whole Jungle Grooved
As DJ Monkey Performed
His Funky Music…
Prompt:
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #296 Ape&Hip (Monkey&Funky)
The Sun’s Hot Anger
Makes The Homeward Road Sizzle
Roasts Bottom of Feet
Prompt:
The Dark Netizen 