There’s something magical about the room, but not in a nice way. Is Ellen imagining the figure on the wall, or is it really there? Dad told her not to make up imaginary friends or foes. Wait and watch if the object under observation can really harm. The figure does not move, but something leaps … Continue reading Preparedness
fiddle with objectsfor no reasonchange somethingthat doesn’t need changechannel-surf on televisionscroll down Instagramtill eyes acheask a puppy to fetch the ballhope his energy infuses me-It’s sheer boredom open a deviceget in a state of flowplay with wordslet something emergefrom my deepest coreeffortlessly I’m just a mediumI’m at my best dVerse Poetics hosted by Lisa
It was her first taste of whiskey. “You look wasted. Learn to stop at the right time,” a so-called well-wisher quipped. “The first sip is the right time.” Gloria replies wryly. She is impressed by the exquisitely carved glass, not the drink. Disappointment boiled and fermented inside, till she changed completely as an individual. Her … Continue reading No impact
a stab in the backnot always treacherous-someone’s assertion of independenceinability to hit you on the faceyou never made them feel free to do so a difference of opiniona parting of ways-the last gasp for breathbefore relationships die Quadrille at dVerse
It’s no secret that writing is my dream and I mean to do it for the rest of my life. As I write my debut fantasy trilogy(book 2 coming this May), my subconscious has been thinking about what next.
For Sue in the ether In the heavens In the spirit. We remember you.
As I lined up Caley and Reena’s prompts, I thought about my own art- Writing. So I looked through my old journals dating back to 2013 and behold: I found my next projects.
Acknowledge the great creator’s role in your creativity. And use those gifts.
I was so excited to find that even then I’d made somewhat meticulous notes on how to write these books; the characters, themes, settings, plotlines, even handwritten 1st chapters for all three books.
Prompt#270- we have a picture prompt to bring out the glory of colors. It’s up to you to bring out the glory of women with your prose, poetry, art, tribute, memory, or anything that inspires you.
TOUCH-UP
Life is like a painting
even if you make a masterpiece
you can't sit idle
you can't take it for granted
you always have to be vigilant
to touch-up
wherever the color fades
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VISION
Life was like
A never-ending trail in the desert
Colorless
You came up with a palette full of vibrant colors
To fill my world
With colors of
Love and friendship
Dreams and hopes
I'm overwhelmed but
I fear
Your hope of evoking a sense of colors in me is futile
I wonder
Whether
Just painting light into my eyes
Will give me the vision
Are we living in a construct of escape? Where reality is often too hard to take. So it’s easy to turn to screens to distract minds, And numb feelings with substances of all kinds.
Hiding behind social media masks, and chasing after likes to fulfill our tasks. Bingeing on TV shows and endless streams, And losing ourselves in virtual dreams.
We shop ’til we drop to forget our woes, And drown in food to comfort our souls. We seek constant stimulation to avoid boredom, And rarely stop to face our own kingdom.
But in this world of constant distraction, We miss the beauty of true interaction. We forget the joy of a real-life smile, And the depth of a genuine human style.
Can we unplug and face the day? And learn to be present in every way. Can we embrace the real world around us? And find meaning in life’s…