Yes, on forming opinions on whom to hate…
this is intense, second stanza is a hard-to-read truth.

My mother lie dying…but I am pretty sure she was aware enough of what was going on around her…I wonder if she
wished everyone was not so sad? Lives need to be celebrated, and we often forget that when we are making arrangements after someone close passes on.
REally good write.
j.

It’s funny how judgment is passed so easily. Time is fleeting and we still do it. I hope you’re okay. Very well written

That is so funny. You ate the fly? I had a fly who seemed to have a vendetta with me and would not stop. I like this piece. Welcome to Stars Rite;))

Thank you, Fia. As a poet, disjunction is my friend.

Love this piece.
Buddha is the fly.

Enjoyed this I do recall eating or choking a fly by error was 10 at the beach pools and I got out was walking or running back to beach and had mouth open chatting and in it goes can’t recall if I swallowed it but yuk the feeling was not good

Enjoyed your write ✍️

Even Norman Bates would not kill a fly.
It’s a funny ending, but I am not sure Buddha would eat it….he might carefully catch it and try to let it go where it might find peace. Maybe our fearless leaders could take a lesson from this. Maybe a gentle catch and release rather than all the bloody swatting.
j.

Funny post Winston. Irritating little wotsits aren’t they? I’m a swatter myself, but Buddha is far more merciful. Good to see you here.

Chris

This is interesting. At the end of the story, it kind of reads like a spirit looking at its past. Their photo is smaller than yours, and the way you described the stars and looking down.

Without a doubt, you’re a brilliantly kind person, a comforter and adviser in one. You deserve a medal!

Maybe I’ll work on my poetry. Trouble is I have always loved poetry, one of seven children, our house was full of books and of many, there were hundreds of poetry and prose, anthologies, etc. Sorry, taking up your time.

Perhaps will pinch some of my poems from wc? Could, yes? Re.reading and selecting might nudge any hope of birthing new ones. Please say yes!!!

In my humble opinion, your style easily slides into any literary site. There is a taste of the esoteric, dare I say, almost eccentric to your wordscape. This reads like the diary entry of Vic & Bob’s weekend sister.

Regarding your communication with Fia above. Once we lose belief in ourselves, we just become caricatures of what we could have been (if that makes the remotest sense).

Brilliant work. Good to see you here.

Thomas! Yet again, many thanks for leaving such a welcome review. The word ‘brilliant’ smiles me happy! You’re always very kind, sir. Is good to see you here too. 🙂