My apologies for not being able to compile the Weekly Wrap. Will post it on Sunday. PROMPT #190 A word prompt for this week. INSANITY There is no restriction on length of the piece. There is no last date either, unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap. Any post that is found … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #190
She is refreshed by familiar smells after a tiring day - smells that take her back to student days. It’s the same track, same route and same sights from the window. She looks around in the compartment, and finds the commuter profile changed. People are glued to their devices, rather than chatting and playing games. … Continue reading Years later…
carefully nurtured only to wither away they spread love, fragrance flowers teach many lessons about loving, letting go https://dversepoets.com/2021/07/13/poetics-gardening/
wounded soles walked on gravel A path chosen on her own robbed of dignity juked of power- She cared not for voices that followed -just made a run for infinity It could be a pipe dream yet she knows she is changing for better… https://dversepoets.com/2021/07/12/quadrille-131-with-brian-miller/
Are you looking for some zany festive outfits? Is size an issue ? OMG ! The saree is a just a six-yard piece of fabric that can be draped around for maximum effect, in a manner that the actual shape of the body disappears. Wow ! Spend some time at Nariman Point in Mumbai, or […]Style … Continue reading Style Tuesday – ‘Plus Size’ Sarees — SacredCircleforWomen
Dream within a dream’ ….by Atomic Mage
If in my dreams I may perceive myself to be
One who walks among gods and angels,
Or flies as free as the owl between midnight trees,
Or that I dine at the tables of the wealthy and elite,
That I love with all my heart famous kings and queens –
Then can it be true to say I have experienced all this
In an essence, as though I were fully awake?
And what if, when I awake, I suddenly understand
That the reality I inhabit is one where I stand
Among devils and thieves, that I am incarcerated
Like the canary in a cage against my will;
That I pluck bones from poor broth with fellow proles
Ten pounds the heavier for the sweat and the dust
That clings to our skin from a day’s gruelling toil,
And that my only love is the common rose?
Yet, what if…
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She is not allowed to complete a sentence. There is a rude interjection before she finishes whatever she has to say, with sentences like “Put that spoon back in the proper place.” “You cannot do these mundane tasks properly.” The underlying message is venomous. “Woman, don’t forget what is your real worth. Everything else that … Continue reading Wallflower
Thanks to D.Avery from Carrot Ranch to do this feature with me....
A beautiful piece by Frank Solanki Time knocked at my wooden doorSaid — Would you like to live a little more?I replied — Yes, of course. How do we begin?He said — Nothing much. Just let me inTime Knocked At My Wooden Door — Frank Solanki
It’s a frog’s life,…… By Artie & Stu
The rooster says it’s 7 a.m. and I don’t care;
I’m just a happy frog looking at frog photos in my frog photo book, I don’t care;
the alarm was set for 4:48 a.m. says the rooster, as if I cared;
look at that frog on a VW camper van, I’m going to get one and I don’t care if that rooster says I’m a hippy, because I’m hoppy happy!
(go to Reena’s site to see the inspiration for silliness)
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