A photo-app filter can create this effect - slightly better than pixelation. The images are easily identifiable as human, though they look faded and broken. Do I have a right to do this with their spirit? Should I break them before they dare to reach the sky? I wonder if it was a power-hungry maniac … Continue reading Filters
His shoulders were hunched from the weight of recent life events and a fog of self-pity had made him almost oblivious to his surroundings but when he heard the woman softly sobbing as she sat outside of the grocery, he was startled awake and asked if he could help her to which the woman said “No.” and offered a short recitation of her own troubles which were far worse than his, so he told her he’d say a prayer for her as he lifted his head and stepped straighter.
Created by C. G. V. Lewis, the Quadrilew is a form of quatrain poem with an abab rhyming scheme, repeating lines, and contains an alternating syllable structure.
Who says we are made of stardust?Watch me glow as I become a sieve let sunrays penetrate my being-drive me to act, with no reprieve I’m born with a higher purposeOnly if I’m open to receive.... Written for What Do You See?
Any thought that passes through you is good enough,as long as you can express it in one sentence.The sentence can be two words or as long as you can stretch it. It’s perfectly okay if it looks like a paragraph or stanza.
‘More than the wounds the revelation that those he thought his loyal were working for the enemy camp killed him…’
When did I become A searchfrom a pathway Who labeled a fading scar aspersistent ache Why did I agree to move mountainsand build a graveyard What blinded me enough to lose visionin search of light How did I change a metaphorto autobiography Written for Sunday Confessionals
“You’ve no clue how demeaning it is. I got chucked out of the show at the last minute…I couldn’t fit in the bandage dress, as I measured half an inch more.” “Couldn’t they alter the dress?” “They hold the power to alter careers and damage egos.” The model’s soul was scarred, which no bandage could … Continue reading Fashion
Just when I think there are no more tears left in me, a thousand more worm their way out of the corners of my eyes and trickle down my cheeks, falling on my breasts as my fingers quiver over the keyboard, its magnetic pull as strong as the waves of a tsunami dragging me to you, to reach out to you and lose myself in your eyes, to dream of your hands on the small of my back drawing me to you, bringing out every passion every woman throughout all of timehas ever known yet realizing if I do so I will lose myself forever and so I drown in tears of sorrow and love and painful resolution; O God, I despise my anguished body which has turned against me so…
a great opportunity-Is it a chance tolearn new skills? Quinzane written for Saturday Miz - Lucky Dip at MLMM hosted by Sarah Weejars Quinzaine The English word quinzaine come from the French word qunize, meaning fifteen. A quinzaine is an unrhymed verse of fifteen syllables. These syllables are distributed among three lines so that there are seven syllables … Continue reading It’s not a new job