History’s Junkyard:3LineTales

Where once not so long ago one looked eagerly for letters from the loved ones, identity thieves now rummage through junk mails and hopefully live checks;

Technological advances slowly pushing the ubiquitous letterboxes to history’s junkyard, to be admired someday as a museum piece;

Evolution and survival of the fittest from dinosaurs to human beings may one day see our fossils being displayed on mantelpiece.


3LineTales-Week16 sponsored by Sonya

Three line poem, maximum 100 words, based on the photo above

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Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

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