Rainbow

Rains, especially downpours with scream-like thunders and sharp-like-knife lightnings, for me, are bad omens. That’s why when I saw the bright cloud shifts from blue to violet to black, my hands started shaking, my heartbeats began racing. I have no beautiful memory with wet season, I only have the stark opposite. A catastrophic over-300-kph typhoon…

Mixtures

mix all colors, you'll get black, mix day's long hours, you'll get dusk, what should I mix, to get you back? — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Sonya Oldwin In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words' Three Line Tales Week Three. If you want to join (it's not too late and it is surely fun), here…