Beautiful metaphor…
She cut open the seams
her insecurities and pain
that were haunting her
from her dark past.
She put the thimble and needle to work
as she sewed back all the tears and holes
with colourful dreams of hope
and secured it with strength
drawn from her resilient heart.
She tailored a perfect gown
to hide her scarred soul.
Amy got an eerie feeling, as her camera zoomed in on Miracle Point. She could not muster the courage to take a tourist boat ride to that point. Legend has it that several boats and ships have crashed against the rock here, despite being mechanically sound, and following all navigational instructions. It was as if … Continue reading Miracle Point
Have I landed in Ayn Rand’s Atlantis, like Dagny Taggart? I did not aspire to meet the love of my life, not with my age and appearance. The mirror in the hallway belied my assumptions. I looked young and ahem … pretty, just like that painting on the wall. Whhaaaat? My picture in this place … Continue reading Black Hole
freedom of summer reflects in the blooms and greens unhindered beauty unhindered beauty reflects in the blooms and greens freedom of summer Inspired by Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille at MLMM Pic: twitrcovers.com
I miss doing Erasure poems, since the White Out Wednesday Challenge was withdrawn. I took a shot at the genre again, with an article from my favorite website brainpickings.org. The order of words as they appear in the original article have been changed, to create impact. Meditate on this ... What it means for … Continue reading Nature
It is great to receive a long-awaited message, but what if the messenger is ominous? Mia, the daughter of an army officer, had grown up with cats and birds in the house. Surprisingly, her cats and pigeons were friends, and lived in complete mutual trust. She loved shooting those unusual kitty videos, and posting them … Continue reading Trust
Marcy looked as beautiful as a peacock dancing in the rain, sheathed in green velvet. Unlike the peacock, she was not trying to attract a mate. She was just celebrating her new-found freedom, after getting the divorce decree. Inspired by Sonya at Three Line Tales #Week 76 Image: Sam Burriss via Unsplash
Read the poem carefully. It carries the gist of life.
Why did I fall out of favour? suffered pain of being ignored despite doing the best. I could never worship those hollow egos, I was never hopelessly star struck. Me? Nonet inspired by Teresa at Daily Two Word Prompt #82
The lone tree carries the stories of storms and hurricanes and of survival. It watches many life stories unfold on holidays and take interesting turns. It speaks to them with years of wisdom but remains unheard. Communication gaps! It pines for a holiday for stillness and looking within. Will that be Death? … Continue reading The Lone Tree
