blue and gold battling to tame red indigo ambitions remote possibilities of being silver Sunday Writing Prompt at MLMM
Tides that rule me
Epitome of Brilliance
I came from an egg I live with the tyranny of deoxyribonucleic acid and its defined structure. Multiple layers work well to conceal the author of the code which nevertheless rules my life. epitomes of brilliance stare from wells of creativity in egg-holder trays. (44 words)
Gods of the World
Diamonds, triangles, rectangles, squares and cubes …. stacking them all to make a comprehensive whole is never an easy task. The structure has to be inhabitable for bodies, minds and souls with connectivity – but a choice to be connected or not. Allowances for random occurrences need to be made, and suitable exit routes provided. … Continue reading Gods of the World
Lost Humanity
I am no goddess accept no humans as gods worship eludes me in search of interactions with a lost humanity Ronovan Writes
Arid expanses
whipping the self with rods of guilt for dry spells of creative activity I feel jaded within lines of busy-ness keys to the psyche lost in mindless work I will fly again across the sky to rediscover fertile spots in arid expanses Weekly Writing Prompt #134 (5) Words: Mar 26th | FLY … Continue reading Arid expanses
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 29 – The Philosophically Challenged
Feel free to write whatever comes to mind. (And I did!!)
The annual meeting of the philosophically challenged met to hear the eminent professor, Louis V Socratrees. His visit and expected lecture on the virtues of the placement of ceilings in the modern technological world was anticipated by most as the highlight of the meeting.
“Ceilings,” he began to the hushed room, “are there for a purpose. And that purpose is logical and at the same time baffling and tiresome to those who require a straight answer to most questions.
They are there in most rooms you enter to remind us that we have to continue the struggle to achieve what most would consider the impossible.
Ceilings represent those things in life we crave for but never achieve. The pursuit of happiness is one we occasionally get fleeting glimpses of like when you win a lottery prize, score a goal…
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Reminiscing
she gave up her chance
of breaking the glass ceiling
to take care of kids
looks around her empty nest
with a sad empty feeling
In response toReena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 29
Anything for you
a
fly
on your
wall or a
lizard on ceiling
I’d gladly be to know if you
miss me when you are
all alone
in your
own
room
In response toReena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 29
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 29
The prompt word this week is CEILINGS PICTURE PROMPT Feel free to write whatever comes to mind – poem, story, free format writing, personal reflections, memoirs, anecdotes -- and link up to this post. LAST WEEK’S ROUND UP Hecblogger at http://playingwithwords.blog/2018/03/16/reverie/ Eugenia at http://amanpan.com/2018/03/16/order-of-the-day/ Michael at http://summerstommy.com/2018/03/18/reenas-exploration-challenge-week-28/ Reena Saxena at https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2018/03/19/the-beauty-of-idleness/
Reena’s Exploration Challenge Week 27 – The State of Pain 3-22-2018
Reenas Exploration Challenge Week 27
I have been thinking about the above statement for a few days now, sorting it out in my mind. Pain can become something more. A way to tell you are alive. A way to overcome adversity. The path to a new understanding in your life.
In the beginning, however, why else would there be pain except as an instinctive response to preserve life and limb? Feel pain. Bad. Run away. Or crawl away or whatever one is capable of doing at the time.
Pain? Shouldn’t climb that tree and fall out. Shouldn’t fall off of high rocks. Or let a snake bite you. Or a saber-tooth tiger. Or stand in the way of a woolly mammoth stampede. Not sure how fast Woolly Mammoths were able to run, but even at a plod, standing in front of them was not a good idea.
Then came tools…
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