Rootless

Born in Atlanta —
To a Swedish mother
And a Welsh father.

Started speaking when in Moscow,
Set little steps in Morroco.

Landed in an Irish high-school,
Passed an English junior-high.

Built an American corporate,
Lived with a Canadian model —

Married to a Mex dancer,
Fathered a confused offspring —
And died rootless — the nomad.

My response to this week’s Weekly Writing Challenge. I didn’t want to go with anything serious, and so I came up with this little poem-story of a nomad to add to my collection of Flash Fiction. Also it’s National Blog Posting Month – #Day27

Ancient Edge

Today’s prompt for the Photography 101 challenge was great – with a slight edge. My workplace being in a corporate campus, there are plenty of sharp-edged buildings around, but this particular photo from my trip to Mahabalipuram stood out. Ancient constructions are much more mysterious and thought-provoking.

What do you think?

National Blog Posting Month – #Day26

The Glass Effect

Every day, I witness the sunrise from behind my office windows. All the photos I take are from behind these glasses. But one day, I went out to the terrace and saw this reflection on the opposite doors. The reflection came out better than the direct shot on my CoolPix.

And so, here’s my response for today’s Photography 101 Assignment: Glass.

What do you think?

National Blog Posting Month – #Day25

An Endless Love Story

Whether it’s a soul-sucking Monday or a heavy Sunday brunch, coffee is my go-to beverage. It’s more than a treasure; it’s a life-saver. My response for today’s Photography 101 prompt: Treasure.