Aspire

Paisley print ties and leather soled shoes

Up and down the marble stairs

Calloused hands on the iron rail

Uniforms and unfocused stares

Around and up and down

Spokes of a squeaky wheel

Spinning, reaching

Only ever touching at the hub

On top or below but all

Traveling in the same direction

Never asking where this ride is going 

Photo prompt thanks to Tess at Magpie Tales

In a letter

Creative writing inspired by Mag 276 at Magpie Tales

Look

exuberance of

blue-sky-eyes

bathe

prism-split

radiance

on objects

below

Photo Prompt thanks to Magpie Tales 275

Vine

There was a vine

Twined round my wrists

A vein that flows

From heart to lips

Mouth bound to speak

Twisted about

Over my head

In dreams and doubts

There was a vine

Twined round a tree

A leaf that hears

the hollowest plea

flourished greenry

on rotted limbs

forest way

forced amends

There was a vine

Twined through my thoughts

Tangential losses

Over coffee plots

Somewhere the root

Holds its hearty grip

Somewhere the branch

Cracks another lick

There was a vine

I’m clinging to

Photo Prompt Mag 274