Photo by Suzy Hazelwood on Pexels.com Prompt sentence It is very hard to write this way, beginning things backward… –The Torrents of Spring (1926) ALTERNATE PROSE & POETRY Who will read my autobiography? It is an excuse I give myself, every time the thought occurs. Reality is different. it bleeds Why open wounds? it's intense … Continue reading Memoirs
Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com No ... I'm not down and outif that's what you wish to seeI'll live on my terms, let the world be damned Yes, I still have my cloutthough I'm not smiling with gleeI'm in full control, I know where I stand don't look at me like thisI'm no object … Continue reading Biggest Discovery
Photo by Brett Jordan on Pexels.com I like living in closed spaces with curtains drawn. The solstice may pass unnoticed in a lockdown situation. Heavy rains and dark clouds, anyway play a partial block to daylight. I wonder if day and night look forward to equality for six months, or is it something they take … Continue reading Benchmarks
Solsticing …. by Frank Tassone
The canopy of maple leaves bathes in sunlight on the Summer Solstice. Still for a moment, the legion of leaves ripple lie a stadium crowd doing the wave.
Despite the abundance of daylight left on this longest of days, afternoon shadows creep across the front yard. The street already basks in the shade.
I’ve spent my Solstice grading the last-minute assignment submissions of students desperate to graduate, or dodge summer school. I spend it now awaiting a parent’s completed google form about her daughter. I will spend it on the deck, enjoying the dinner whose aroma already has my mouth watering.
But while Summer officially begins on this traditionally midsummer day, I struggle with the fatigue with which I awoke. And all the endless light of this longest day does is taunt me with the promise of my bed.
A promise that won’t be…
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I had a life of my own, then...I don't know what hit my worldloud wails demanding somethinglogic thrown to the winds I don't know what hit my worldI just live from day to daylogic thrown to the windsbecame a giant with feet of clay I just live from day to dayI had a life of … Continue reading Moving away…
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Words mean different to different minds ….by Lady Lee
THIS WEEK’S WORDS come from “The Second Coming” by William Butler Yeats: worst, hand, word,revelation, thighs, indignant, desert, darkness, stony, nightmare, cradle, beast
Words mean different to different mind
Books, revelation are combined
Some others are indignant kind
Others we have to streamlined
Worst still might be a nightmare
Comes in the darkness don’t know where
In stony silence it could be
From the beast we’d like to be free
Cradling dark thoughts from the Black Sea
Hand in hand by the Aegean Sea
We remember stories of old
In the desert or when we’re cold
But then still good to have read
Our imagination is keyed
Make or break we have to accede
From time to time also agreed
Life is colourful with these books
Discuss anything also crooks*
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For: Reena’s Xploration Challenge #186 – Reena Saxena (wordpress.com), The Whirligig: Whirligig 322 (sundayswhirligig.blogspot.com)
“Hey, do you realise what I say is distinctly different from what you say. We are two different schools of thought under the same roof.” “Sure, we are. But we have the same set of visitors lounging around and deep-diving into our core.” “Maybe they are using their set of analytical tools to understand evolution … Continue reading Inaudible satire
Photo by Maksim Romashkin on Pexels.com I dig in my heels in the groundand the unknown knocks....making me want to fly againI dislodge from the ground and the unknown knocks....Truth harsh, triggering escapeI dislodge from the groundand take a leap of faith Truth harsh, triggering escapeI dig my heels in the groundand take a leap … Continue reading Leap of faith
Inequality pervades the system, so that equality remains a cherished goal. Solstices are celebrated because the seemingly opposing forces of day and night are equal only twice in a year…. The pages of the diary flutter as he drops it off. It never struck him that she was feeling neglected and the inferior being in … Continue reading Solstice
