It’s been a while since I posted last, been busy with college work. In any case, I manage to do a bit of work. Here’s an excerpt: “Sprawling skies above, The colour of bruises, The colour of dreams; Dark purples, light blues.”
What makes me write, is Romance! And what is romance, that’s a question. It will have different definitions for every individual and that means there will be different romance to know about, to read about, to live. So why not be with someone/something and get to experience the ocean of romance!!! Read the full blog now!
Medicine Granny’s Stories, by J. W. Cassandra. Here I share the first story of the short novel. Better to say, this is a smashed genre: the story includes in itself is intertwined in it with a tale. Its title is: The Swallow Wort. I divided it into 2 parts for sharing here since it is a bit long. If you read it, you’ll meet a Medicine Granny and her granddaughter, Starcluster. Granny grows her granddaughter and teaches her unnoticed for values of life and for knowledge of herbs. Reading it, a charming, magical world opens, one can be lost in it. After sharing the part 1, at once I’ll share the Part 2, in Hungarian.The illustration is by TootSweetCarol, from Pixabay. I hope, you’ll like my story. Later I can share more of it, though the story will be continued yet.
Medicine Granny’s Stories, by J. W. Cassandra. Here I share the first story of the short novel. Better to say, this is a smashed genre: the story includes in itself is intertwined in it with a tale. Its title is: The Swallow Wort. I divided it into 2 parts for sharing here since it is a bit long. If you read it, you’ll meet a Medicine Granny and her granddaughter, Starcluster. Granny grows her granddaughter and teaches her unnoticed for values of life and for knowledge of herbs. Reading it, a charming, magical world opens, one can be lost in it. Here I am sharing the part 1, at once I’ll share the Part 2, in Hungarian. Illustration by TootSweetCarol, from Pixabay. I hope, you’ll like my story. Later I can share more of it, though the story will be continued yet.
Medicine Granny’s Stories, by J. W. Cassandra. Here I share the first story of the short novel. Better to say, this is a smashed genre: the story includes in itself is intertwined in it with a tale. Its title is: The Swallow Wort. I divided it into 2 parts for sharing here since it is a bit long. If you read it, you’ll meet a Medicine Granny and her granddaughter, Starcluster. Granny grows her granddaughter and teaches her unnoticed for values of life and for knowledge of herbs. Reading it, a charming, magical world opens, one can be lost in it. After sharing the part 1, at once I’ll share the Part 2, in English. Finishing the English version, I’ll share the Hungarian version, as well, in 2 parts.I noticed after sharing the part 1, that my illustration is omitted from the post. So, now I’ll paste an other photo from Pixabay, by TootSweetCarol. I hope, you’ll like my story. Later I can share more of it, though the story will be continued yet.
Medicine Granny’s Stories, by J. W. Cassandra. Here I share the first story of the short novel. Better to say, this is a smashed genre: the story includes in itself is intertwined in it with a tale. Its title is: The Swallow Wort. I divided it into 2 parts for sharing here since it is a bit long. If you read it, you’ll meet a Medicine Granny and her granddaughter, Starcluster. Granny grows her granddaughter and teaches her unnoticed for values of life and for knowledge of herbs. Reading it, a charming, magical world opens, one can be lost in it. After sharing the part 1, at once I’ll share the Part 2, in English. Finishing the English version, I’ll share the Hungarian version, as well, in 2 parts.The illustration I myself made of 3 photos taken from Pixabay and I wrote the origin under them. I hope, you’ll like my story. Later I can share more of it, though the story will be continued yet.
HOW TO BE A GOOD HUSBAND 5 Copyright, November 8, 2021, by Cupideros How to be a good husband is no easy earthly thing. His mindset is far different from that of other men! The…
If I Go Down There…, by J. W. Cassandra. This poem I share for those of passed away and whom we all miss. The poem was written yet in 2011, it belongs to my volume Self-Conscious Eternity, to cycle I Wish to Take Possession the Infinite. I would like to remember with this poem all who we miss all over the world, forever. Illustration: Himalaya, by Simon, Pixabay. I will share the Hungarian version, as well. For loving memories of our all beloved, missing. (J. W. Cassandra: Ha lemegyek… Ezt a verset azok emlékére osztom meg, akik elhunytak és hiányoznak nekünk. A verset 2011-ben írtam, az Öntudatra ébredt örökkévalóság c. kötetem Birtokba venni vágyom a Végtelent ciklusába tartozik. Mindazokra szeretnék vele emlékezni, akiket örökre elvesztettünk és hiányolunk világszerte. Illusztráció: Himalája, Simon, Pixabay. Az angol változatot is megosztottam. Mindannyiunk elvesztett és hiányzó szeretteinek szeretetteljes emlékére.)
If I Go Down There…, by J. W. Cassandra. This poem I share for those of passed away and whom we all miss. The poem was written yet in 2011, it belongs to my volume Self-Conscious Eternity, to cycle I Wish to Take Possession the Infinite. I would like to remember with this poem all who we miss all over the world, forever. Illustration: Himalaya, by Simon, Pixabay. I will share the Hungarian version, as well. For loving memories of our all beloved, missing.
Stumbled upon stability in my search for Truth. At that moment, taunting whispers lost their hold; Threatening waves together with all their noise crushed. But in my attainment of inner peace, I sensed death. A…
Losing myself: Losing myself every second Don’t want to be down on myself because I know I’m not wrong But they make me feel like I’m the problem Just want to go someplace far away…
There is a boy living his normal life, happy and innocent. Excited to play outside with his friends, Always throw his bag after coming home from seemingly boring school. It was as if he had…
