soft feel of yarn
caressing fingers
colorful thread
bouncing on a table
sliding in and out
opening spaces
perfect for a hook
creative expression
in a flash of time
boundless and free
focused on the now
the world evaporated
healing the mind
bringing peace
internal harmony
tranquility
hooked
lonely passerby
insolent demeanor
face hidden in a hoodie
focused eyes
scanning the surroundings
hands deep in pockets
mischief at the fingertips
on a lookout for treasures
in for a change of ownership
cool wind lifts the leaves
storm is brewing above
dark clouds on approach
the hoodie falls back
revealing mop of hair
over stern face
hurt and unheard
disillusioned with life
the face of a child
in disguise
Exceptional is what I wish I had said
In the comments section
On the below blog post
Its words precise
Deserving pride
My soul rejoiced
Upon its discovery
This post was inspired by the below challenge.
PROMPT #388
fitting into shrinking pants
fitting into society
no longer fit for purpose
pear shaped statue
the fallen hero
off the pedestal
misery laying
across the footpath
irritating passers by
the missing piece
of the life’s puzzle
to be discovered
desperation
labeled
home made
