OF KNOTS THAT BIND Should I kneel or bow under the high ceiling of a church or temple, dwarfing myself? Should I lose my sense of self, in the intricate architecture and multi-hued stained glass? Am I happy being dwarfed by overpowering forces, or in feeling elevated and inspired? Should I lament my smallness in … Continue reading Elevation
Architecture, art or the straight cuts in fashion clean and sharp lines always appealed most to her calm and uncluttered mind. Tanka written for Colleen's Tanka Tuesday Image: pinterest.com
Pink curves and lines encircling, overlapping yet so clean and sharp Haiku for Colleens-weekly-poetry-challenge-33-clean-sharp/
The crystal ball reader’s job was easy. She just provided different lenses on reality. The consequent changes in action proved her right. (138 characters) Inspiration and directions provided by Kat Myrman at Twittering Tale #29
Is it possible to zip forward in light years and wipe out the past as if it never happened? Is it possible to silence the reverberations of sound unheard and unacknowledged? Is it possible to reverse echoes of the past to where they belong? (44 words) Coverpic: witcherwiki.com
This used to be an Intellectuals Café. She was always ready with an endless supply of coffee and cake. The green lawn, and the yellow sunshine did the rest to stimulate creativity. Conversations streamed through the day, penetrating minds. Some of those had an indelible impact, changing life forever. It was only that shift in … Continue reading The Business
I do not like restriction of expression to summer fashion. Color is a woman’s friend not confined to seasons. The ramp was ruthless her figure was not right for summer fashion. The color of summer was darkest black of poverty. The sea and the sky lazing on sandy beaches colors of summer are always … Continue reading Summer
I am moving fast catch up with me if you can on hills, plains or skies. The highs and lows of life welcome companionship. Inspired by Ronovan at ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-148-fastplain Pic: arkanimalspace.com
He was not sure, if a letter would be the perfect opening act, in the age of electronic communication. However, the feel of paper and the smell of ink brought out the romanticism in him. Only an envelope could carry fragrant rose petals in it. Any number of emoticons could not substitute the touch and … Continue reading The Intent
She faced an angry Jim in the parking lot. “If you don’t care, I don’t care either. Bye, and good luck!” He drove away before she could explain. Now, would it be alright to follow him to his pad, or will that appear obsessive? It was the third day of no contacts with the outside … Continue reading The Device
