April 13th 2021

These are a collection of Micro Fiction

Eyeloquent

I hit upon a new neologism and it is called eyeloquent deriving from eloquence and eye and it means having a penetrating insight on something.

The mind is an eyeloquent device.

Serpents

I happened to witness serpents mating. It was sheer poetry to see them entwined and dancing with heads cradling affection. There is a sense of sensual depth, a Nietzsche’s theory of art, of the melody of Apollo and the rhythm of Dionysius. They levitated like ballerinas of poetry. Yes, their eroticism is beautiful and musical as poetry.

Rain an Epiphany

The rain sounded a melody as it danced on the roof. Water is gushing with the rhythm of dance. Zeus roared in fierce anger. Winds are violent and they have uprooted trees. The rain is a dream come alive. The rain is picturesque and crazy, laughing away to glory. The sky has become a painter’s brush and is making the echo of voice rich in the rhythm of sound.