Thankful (poem)

What are you thankful for today? Thanksgiving is a day set aside to pause, reflect, and to give thanks to the giver of all good gifts. * for the calm within a swirling storm for abiding peace amidst wars within and without for the everpresent source of strength when I am weak for boundless hope … More Thankful (poem)

Covert (poem)

Covert   Daytime slips eventide glows purple and gold The poet writes with a covert pen Her words cloaked meanings hidden camouflaged in twilight Verses swathed in mystery in quiet unknown webspace   © prasanta  11/22/17   *  

An Old Photograph

Below is a piece of flash fiction I wrote a few years ago. I consider myself a creative nonfiction/memoir/poetry writer, but back in 2011 and 2012, I participated in a flash fiction writing prompt a few times. We were given a photo as a prompt and then charged with the task of writing a very short … More An Old Photograph

Writing Memoir

“It is clear we must embrace struggle. Every living thing conforms to it. Everything in nature grows and struggles in its own way, establishing its own identity, insisting on it at all cost, against all resistance. We can be sure of very little, but the need to court struggle is a surety that will not … More Writing Memoir

“Permanent Good” (quote by Octavius Winslow)

There are times when it might be difficult to know what “good” might come out of certain circumstances in our lives, particularly if those circumstances aren’t so “good”. This is a part of the faith walk that I cannot see: I trust (and often must make the choice to trust) amidst roads that seem to … More “Permanent Good” (quote by Octavius Winslow)

Midnight Blue

“Are you thinking with me / Of the moon at the mountain’s edge?”- Izumi Shikibu (Japanese poet)   Someone posted this beautiful painting on Twitter the other day, and it reminded me of this post I had begun writing a few weeks ago. * Recently, I found myself driving through Chicago. The sun had just … More Midnight Blue

Long (Inktober, Day #5)

  Here is a quick drawing for day #5. The prompt is “long”. I’m not satisfied with these either… but here they are. I did two because I was trying to correct something. But, there is no more time for any more re-dos, so this is all I’ve got. ***    

Flames of Fall (poem)

      Flames of Fall Reds and golds dripping The equinox dance begins Flames dying on land © prasanta September 2017     “Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.” -Jim Bishop     _______________________________________________________________