It Was More Than A Heartbreak

It was more than a heartbreak ….by Michelle Ayon Navajas

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It Was More Than A Heartbreak

it was more than a heartbreak when you said “i’m way over you so i went,”
you went to dispose everything that reminds you of me-
from the pillow we once shared keeping our heads together dreaming on a summer day,
the sheets we ultimately thought would keep us warm together; while we struggle to snuggle,
you give them all –
it was more than a heart break to know,
it was easy to let go.

it was more than a heartbreak when you left,
you left just as i was running back to you;
the dreams we dreamed,
you took them all with you,
the memories we dared lived,
you burned them down,
down the drain;
the songs we shared and melodies we hummed,
you let it all out
out for the world to bid adieu;
you too had said your saddest goodbye,

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Mis-life

Happy runs fast as he chases something I can’t see. He looks frustrated about missing a target. I realise it’s a housefly he can see across the glass of sliding doors. I wonder if the life we lead is a ‘mislife’ or missed life – something that exists outside a glass window, but is unreachable. … Continue reading Mis-life

International Peace and Love Day

Nature divided the world into continents. There are oceans, forests and deserts that separate regions and inhabitants from one another. It’s no wonder we created communities, then kingdoms and nations and the so-called United Nations. No wonder that many of them are at war with each other due to insecurity or a desire for more. … Continue reading International Peace and Love Day

#change#

#Change# by Destiny

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Written for : Reena’s Xploration Challenge #287


From Reena: “We have a collage to fire your imagination this week.”


Fragranced by nature
temporary blossoms
Seasons changing
the cycle ongoing
Created to express
thoughts unsaid
Each step we take
our course it shapes
Stability in faith
balance maintained

like night for day
the skies for seas
this life for death
or you for me…
change is constant
as with time we learn
when balance sways
perhaps then we see
how truly
strong
weak
can
be


https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2023/07/06/reenas-xploration-challenge-287/


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The paradox that’s a woman

The paradox that’s a woman …. By Sadje

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We have a collage to fire your imagination this week.

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She is often called the weaker sex

Weak?

She is stronger than how she looks

And she’s tougher than the macho man

Delicate and beautiful to look at certainly

But nerves of steel sheathed in silk, is she

Lifting heavy weights of all entrusted to her

Seldom you will hear her complaining

She bears her responsibility with aplomb

And leaves you admiring the paradox

That is woman- both delicate and strong

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In response to; RXC #287, hosted by Reena

#Keepitalive

#RXC

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Strength

Strength ….by Diana Coombes

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Inspiration from https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2023/07/06/reenas-xploration-challenge-287/

A woman, who is okay about being alone, is a powerful woman.

She didn’t need anyone in her life right now, that was for sure. Her divorce; messy was putting it lightly. It wasn’t all Tom’s fault, but then it wasn’t hers either. Something had happened between her having Theresa, and growing apart. She told herself it didn’t matter if she were at home, looking after her child, while he was at work.

Losing part of herself, and it became clearer when her only child went to school. Before marriage, she worked as a manager in a computer firm. In charge of many, happy with her work.

Afterwards, being a housewife wasn’t for her.

Alone, like the tallest mountain peak, but there was a beauty in the ice. If you looked close enough, it had its own life. Breathing in, out, in a steady unison of power…

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Wish

The history of flights taken by my owner is testimony to my contribution. I lament my irrelevance floating in the air, or grounded – close enough to be gobbled up by a curious kitten or puppy. Did the bird support me, or I supported her? Whistling winds and blue skies cast an inviting glance, but … Continue reading Wish

Opening a New Tab, Where Privacy is a Lock, Like I Ruined My Life into a Story

I ruined my life into a story …… by Rockstar Girl

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I may have ruined my life and maybe that was my fault of how it was meant to be but no one caught the glass of every memory that fell over my head and instead of shedding the petals of me into thorns like life had promised me I was pieced of my heart that fell into the glass of me instead where I was comfortable being alone because I had the chance to embrace the private moments without anyone looking over my shoulder and suffocating me for answers to what I had written on the page like the distance was not enough to satisfy the crowd

Where everyone only came to me because of the words they could copy off my notes even though it was not the right answers but some never cared if they were wrong but still wanted to pick up the pen and write what…

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On Fleek

On Fleek —- by Susi Bocks

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Inspired by Reena’s Xploration Challenge #287 & Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Masterpiece

in tune with my essence
honing my skills
protecting my boundaries
daring to be myself
i blossom

i am a masterpiece

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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #287- Faith-Nature-Art-Solitude

Faith- Nature-Art-Solitude …. by Susan St. Pierre

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We have a collage to fire your imagination this week.

Where might certain power be?
It’s retained in what we feel and see.
Faith can be noticed, as well as, felt.
‘Good living’ promotes our society’s health.
Nature provides both wonder and awe,
As all living creatures are bound by her law.
Art, an expression born of a spiritual mind,
Eclectic endeavors promote growth ‘in kind’.
But solitude reminds each person unique,
Introspection’s prized function to find all we seek.

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