
Day 31 Inktober: Risk
When there are changes coming your way, when comfort is going to be compromised. Don’t look away. Ride the risks like you’re riding a rainbow. 🌈
Tea and Prose
Day 31 Inktober: Risk
When there are changes coming your way, when comfort is going to be compromised. Don’t look away. Ride the risks like you’re riding a rainbow. 🌈
Day 30 Inktober : Slither
When you’re up on the mighty mountains, slithering into the sleeping bag after a long day’s hike, watching the night sky with the fire logs burning on the side and not caring a damn about the world you left behind.
Day 29 Inktober : Patch
They asked her to keep it simple.
Play it safe.
With black and blues
Whites and grays.
To which she obliged.
But sometimes she would get away
To patch up with life
By setting ablaze the town
With her flamboyant gowns.
Day 28 Inktober : Crispy
In the rains or when the weather is cold nothing is as comforting as a plate of hot crispy samosas with a cup of tea to warm the bones.
Day 27 Inktober : Spark
You can’t start a fire
– Bruce Springsteen
You can’t start a fire without a spark
This gun’s for hire
Even if we’re just dancing in the dark.
Day 26 Inktober : Connect
Loved playing connecting the dots when I was young.
Day 25 Inktober : Splat
One day a girl named Mrin was walking down the road when suddenly she heard the clouds crack and roar. She quickly whipped out her umbrella and was surprised to hear a loud splat instead of the pitter-patter of rain drops. But what shocked her beyond belief was when she looked down and saw a puddle of colorful muck stuck to her feet. “What sorcery is this!” she exclaimed. “Did the clouds get high on buckets of paints or am I just dreaming again?”
Day 24 Inktober : Extinct
They got it wrong dear Pluto, don’t let them say mean things to you. So what if you are expelled from the solar system, you can never be extinct from our hearts.
Day 23 Inktober : Leak
Looking at a cracked egg in the carton, accidentally dropping an egg, or cracking an egg to make myself an omelette..for all those times I am sorry dear yolk.
Day 22 Inktober : Open
Open the door and let some fresh breeze in.