whatever slips awaylike grains of sandas I hold it tightbetween fingersbecomes a storm It returns to tormentto remind everythingleaves an echoin the universe sounds I hearlong after they diepictures I seelong after they fadestashed away somewherein crevices of the mind I stretch the fabric,iron the creases,dust the specks awayyet not sure, ifthey mingle with the … Continue reading Emotions
Weathering the storm of time…..by Sadje
ravaged inner space
unable to account for
entries and exits
who came, who destroyed, who left?
a soul transformed forever
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The sands of time are relentless
The grains tumbling down without ceasing
What changes, what stays the same, it doesn’t concern it
Slowly the scenario changes, focus shifts
Lives are built, fortunes rise and fall
Time passes uncaring and unconcerned
Insidiously, it changes us all within and without
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Written for:RXC PROMPT #233, hosted by Reena
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Paula Light stopped at the house today, and dropped a few wonderful lines in response to RXC#233. I stopped at the house today Couldn’t stay Once a dream Now a nightmare Chaos everywhere Shards of broken promises The click-clack of claws Graffiti-covered walls Vows buried under sand Topped with cigarette butts Read more at https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2022/06/03/promises-end/
We’re all born with a zest for life, but lose it over time. You still lend flavor, like rum-soaked orange rind adding a bitter touch to the cake. Experience enables better decisions. It’s only a matter of renewing perspectives with zeal. https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2022/06/04/weekend-writing-prompt-262-zest/
Poppy ….by Diana Coombes
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #233 has given us this picture prompt today.
Sands of time, travel seamlessly through each doorway. Where once was a home, now is empty. She blinks. Time, flows, gathers, layer upon layer, until new memories are created.
Past hurt only lingers for a little while, until grains cover each and every piece of pain like a silk blanket. Each strand creating another future. Dreams shift in your mind. All the forgotten thoughts brought together in one memory.
Sometimes Poppy wasn’t sure her memories were real.
Yet, they were all she could hold on to, like grains of sands everything sifted in between the gaps of her fingers. She needed to remember his voice, the way they were in tune with each other. The twin connection and on his last night she felt such rage.
As he breathed his last, after the motorbike crash, there was someone with him.
Like Sand .... by Britta Benson
I loved this take by Eugenia https://amanpan.com/2022/06/02/gritty-exhibition/
Chaotic Journey …. by Susie Bocks
like wet sand clinging
cobwebs of old memories
hold me from action
tides begin shift
the mind starts to consider
beginning again
changes bring on joy
taking a big risk paid off
bliss came after all
Inspired by Eugenia’s Weekly Prompt – Island & Reena’s Exploration Challenge #233
Piles of sand …. by Jim Adams
Apart from air and water, sand is the most used natural resource on our planet. We can’t take sand for granted, as it is a precious commodity, and it will not last forever. Climate change has forced coastal communities to constantly replenish their beaches with dredged-up sand because of erosion from storms and tides and a rising sea level. Eventually, we will run out of sand and then kids will have to dig in the mud with their sand shovels and sand buckets. A beach can be made up of small smooth pebbles, cockle shells, coral-like fragments, or mud, but there is nothing like a beach that is full of glorious sand. Sandy beaches are easy on our eyes, and they feel great on our feet. Scientists estimate that Earth contains anywhere from 5 to 10 sextillion (10 to the 21 power) grains of sand on all the beaches, and…
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This will never ….. by Moonie
Reena’s Absolutely challenging Challenge –> Welcome back! RXC PROMPT #233 ravaged inner space unable to account for entries and exits who came, who destroyed, who left? a soul transformed forever
It had happened. The event that all of us had trained for.
“This will never happen…” Our O.T. said loudly to our group.
“Why are we doing this then?” An intern very young, very inexperienced had asked.
“They always ask us to do things that they cannot explain the rationale for…” A very seasoned staff person chimed in.
We went through the drill. Most of it was what you would expect; it was the immediate shut-down no matter who was in the facility that bothered us.
“What happens to civilians?” One of my co-workers whispered.
“Hopefully they are in the unit when close-down initiates or they will be radiated.”
“Even kids?”
I gulped not wanting to answer the affirmative.
“But…
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