The Light Breather

A tiny bit of speculative fiction. This from a writing prompt that no one in Gila Writers Group could understand, myself included. But the title of the poem served. I think the two sentences will go well with a previous post, The Music Catchers. Tell me if you agree. The light breather inhaled the life-giving photons, filling its spirit in the […]

The Secret Life of Plants

The hemp never talked to the trees. It did often engage the jimson and the magic mushrooms that grew in the damp shade of rotting limbs fallen from the trees. Hallucinogenic arrogance perhaps, “We’re superior to those oaks and conifers. They can’t manipulate the minds of humans like we can.” said the cannabis. “Oh, yes; […]

The Old Salt

The old salt came through the tunnel into darkening skies of a setting sun. He had spent a night and a day fasting in the ancient cave. Once, hundreds of years before, the ocean filled the passage. He offered a prophecy that augured its return and more. “The sea will rise and swallow this village. No […]

The Music Catchers

A very short piece today but with good future story prospects I think. Please let me know if you agree. A writing prompt as long as this piece follows. Let me know if you find the prompts helpful or if you post something that comes from them. The music catchers silence singers, human and avian alike, […]