I see you hanging between planets entry not granted by any entity to your dark soul propelled by curses blocked by positive forces Karma paybacks on a roll dark depths of my angst provoked by monstrosities battles of control go away know not what to say I see you somewhere there struggling to justify you … Continue reading Resurgence
journeying into path unknown,
i see a reflection,
two sides stop to meet,
here but not quite,
familiar but on palely unfamiliar groove,
try imprisoning wind in your palms,
it joyfully escapes beyond,
you breathe, it stops awhile,
journeys take different turns, destinations encircle.
44 words
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting Reena’s Exploration Challenge, theme :- “The person I see in the mirror is not me. It hurts that I’ve lived with this stranger for so long” .Thank you Eugi for hosting Eugi’s Weekly Prompt Challenge ; prompt word :- journey. Thank you Whimsy Gizmo aka De Jackson for hosting Quadrille Monday at dVerse, prompt word :- groove, word limit :- 44 words. Thank you for stopping by and reading.
Away, astray …. a wonderful response to dVerse Quadrille by Bjorn Brudberg
Stray me darling
dye me purple, dare
to swerve me
slowly from the grooves
of being common.
I vow to giggle
madly with the moon
to talk to trees at dusk
to follow you
away, away — astray
from the rooted furrows of
our norms.
Today De hosts the Quadrille at dVerse, the word is groove (or groovy). The quadrille has 44 words exactly and has to contain the given word as part of the poem itself.
September 6, 2021
get a kick from groovy stuff Chase those halos others can see stop being a watcher know what’s your groove work hard, work hard… to reach there Then, the rest of your life… protect manipulate fight for your right to remain in your groove https://dversepoets.com/2021/09/06/quadrille-135-shake-that-poem-groove-thang/
Jonah Pettrich on Unsplash "Will you stop chirping? I've got so many things from other worlds to tell you, but you haven't given me a chance to speak." "Hmmm... It's tough when we share a nest, but not the same world." https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/09/06/what-do-you-see-98/
The Man in the Mirror …. by hecblogger
a mirror image
of who he once was looks back
occasionally
he curses under his breath
what an emotional fool
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 197
Archive Sunday - Speak Up - by Eugenia
https://open.spotify.com/embed/episode/4DOeRIeA2Z3DnFJvhPsymS?si=J3xM4EKQQPqlyJRrF7ialg&dl_branch=1 Politics is entirely about power – gaining it and retaining it, winning it back again if lost. Corporates do have a business to run, and products or services to sell. But the most important lessons about power emanate from corporate corridors. A new president who had just taken charge invited an alliance partner for … Continue reading POWER LAW 4 – Let the other person come to you — SacredCircleforWomen
My self or not …. by Punam
I believed I knew myself
every line mapped, every vein marked
the bumps and the dips, all accounted for
burnished and buffed for the world to see
then you came into my life
the “I” you showed me
is so different
I look into the mirror again
and trace the contours of my face
trying to find what you see in me
your fingertips, as they trail over my soul,
reveal facets unknown
your lingering gaze
unravelling all my resolves
your words peep into my future
showing me a different vista
the person I see in the mirror now is not me,
it hurts that I’ve lived with this stranger for so long
as I stare at mylikeness dispassionately
I see dark corners deftly disguised
the luminosity is also just reflected glory
I now notice a shoddily tied bundle of fake positivity
the inklings of chaos cleverly concealed
everything…
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