“What’s happening out here? All the employees with broken arms in a cast? Accidents cannot cause similar injuries.” “I’m instituting an inquiry”, the Human Resources Head’s voice quivers as the CEO’s roar echoes across corridors. The smiles on faces with injured limbs belie a different truth. Journalists gather outside the office to cover the event. … Continue reading Eye of the storm
grateful for windowsI grab slivers of blue skiestouch infinitycarefully boxed existencecalls back with cushioned comfort Written for MLMM Photo Challenge #433
The Chosen Form is Cyclus The Cyclus is:○ a 12-line poem.○ syllabic, syllables per line 2-4-6-6-4-2-2-4-6-6-4-2○ unrhymed. flash ofsudden brilliancequick insight in darkness-a momentary strikefrom troubled skies-changesviewpoints-offers a choicebetween velvet darknessor illuminatedpathways tearingdark wombs Written for Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt - Theme - Nature of Lightning
September is a seasonal transition - moving from monsoon to winter. There’s a sense of anticipation in the air, as the sky changes color from dark gray to brighter hues. Festivities and weddings start from October. It’s a busy period out there for traders, manufacturers and those in the hospitality business. Women get busy planning … Continue reading September
Old Oak Tree…. By Mich Navajas
Old Oak Tree
dig a grave of me
upon the shallow old oak tree
no, not in the fancy cemetery where
people are laid to rest
for when i die i will not be at rest
i don’t belong there.
my soul belongs to the vastness of the universe
where i will wander and wander more
maybe in the wilderness i will see the beauty of life
i was deprived of when i was alive.
my spirit belongs to the deep blue ocean
where i could freely swim down
at the bottom of the sea and there maybe there
i would find peace i so long to have for free.
i belong to the skies
i belong to the seas
i belong to the mountains
the hills and the valleys.
dig a grave of me
upon the shallow old oak tree
and let me die freely in peace
let me…
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unleashedmagnificenceto inspire royalskings exude confidence - challengehunters Written for What Do You See hosted by Sadje
muffled voicesshudder in anticipationof impending stormsthat will permeatea power-driven world a world that worshipssuccess without ethicsimposes ruleswith vested interestson the pleaof perpetuatinga tradition the shadowy figure curses-unaware of the potencyof its injured right to existreleases long-held anguish curses are legacies of the oppresseddamnation- a cry of helplessnessdenunciation - a statement of rebellioncondemnation - endorsement of … Continue reading Legacy of the oppressed
I’m impressed by the Ikigai diagram, but the book fails short of expectations. Viability of a project matters - whether it is business, art, a social enterprise or development of an individual. It takes resources to make a project viable. What happens if the desire is intense, but resources are not easy to gather? I … Continue reading Ikigai
Laburnum — a tanka …. by Sangeetha
laburnum lantern
flying off on a wild romance
~ whirlwind spins her dreams
theatrical summer's end
leaves legacy of first love
Moonwashed Musings ~ theatrics; Reena’s exploration challenge ~ legacy; Cee’s FOTD; RDP ~ lantern
A perspective on history …. by Indira
PROMPT#248
We have a phrase this week to serve as your writing prompt.
…passing through a doorway in history
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Entering a doorway in history
hoping to get a glimpseof
our glorious past
written by our scholars
and
not what we were made to read
in schools
written by
rulers
politicians
and
rogues
with vested interests
