Camaraderie

A pair waiting for another, just like that.... for companions on a journey to walk or run together share, yes... but not speak For companions on a journey vocal in silence laden with camaraderie share, yes... but don't speak lest it breaks the spell, my dearie vocal in silence laden with camaraderie they move on, … Continue reading Camaraderie

Recycled Glory

genes rejig expressions -of beauty  already touched -songs already sung -colors splashed on the sky  aeons ago nothing’s original except the magician who creates illusions of uniqueness, authenticity, immortalises  delicate butterflies, breeds vanity of the swan I feel insecure tipped on points moving on circles whose toes am I stepping on? whose life am I … Continue reading Recycled Glory

Table Talk

Table Talk …. by Len

lensdailydiary's avatarlensdiary.ca

Responding to Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 153. How do my thoughts get processed into words?
Or do my words spur thoughts? How do they interact?https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/09/17/reenas-exploration-challenge-153-expression/

Setting: My daughters house, family celebration of the triplets 15th birthday, Brianna, Kayleigh and Devin. Fourteen people seated around the dinner table.

Devin: Are kitchen cabinets made in the factory.

Grandad: They can be made in a factory or custom crafted. Why do you ask.

Mom: Devin’s into carpentry. He made his own bookcase.

Devin: I asked for a table saw for my birthday. Still waiting.

Grandad: Were you manufactured or custom made, Tarrin.

Tarrin: I was custom made of course. Nothing but the best.

Brianna: No you weren’t. Mom and dad adopted you from Sweden:

Tarrin: She’s always saying that just because I’m the only one in the family with blond hair.

Brianna: I’m only telling the truth.

Colleen: That’s not a…

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Warmth

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Night Sky

By Jonatan Pie my hours are finitenot yours - milestones crossed are notlight years - to reach you limited journeysdestinations beckon - feeldwarfed by You, Night Sky yet, I drive on withYou as a companion foraeons yet to come https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/09/22/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-196-themeprompt/

Why can’t I sleep?

cosmos turns in sleep worlds move on autopilot unblinking days, nights why can't I sleep if Makers stay undisclosed, un-revealed https://amanpan.com/2020/09/21/eugis-weekly-prompt-cosmos-september-21-2020/

Seeking forgiveness

Dark hues of midnight blue close in  -claustrophobia  is a word  -for a feeling not actual  happening Sometimes…  I fly light challenging  a kite -kiss horizons visualise worlds unseen -and write Forgive me, blues for all my life -I kept fighting my personal skies https://dversepoets.com/2020/09/21/quadrille-112-the-skys-the-limit-in-44-words/

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #153

Indira’s response to Exploration Challenge #153

Indira's avatarSharing Thoughts

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #153

  1. How do my thoughts get processed into words?
  2. Or do my words spur thoughts?
  3. How do they interact
sometimes words just fail
to sync with overflowing thoughts
of inner turmoil

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Brews and blends

Brews and blends .. by Janani

Janani's avatarAs a Girl thinketh....

In response toReena’s Exploration Challenge #153

Her questions were,

  1. How do my thoughts get processed into words?
  2. Or do my words spur thoughts?
  3. How do they interact

My response to her questions, as to how thoughts brew into words and words blend the images in our mind,

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At times they flow and blend
Like water colors on canvas
And at times get absorbed
Like ink on a blotting paper
Thoughts into words
And words into thoughts
A bustling two way road
Short of a steady guard rail
Flashing and beeping all way around
You see some, you look at some
You feel some and you let flow some
There’s a spark
One from the image or one from the word
But there’s always a spark
That catches the biggest and brightest fire,
Warms the mind, or on occasion, dies stifling.

This is my first attempt at writing in response…

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Deja Vu

I enter dark streets engulfed by a fog of undefined feeling -deja vu strikes Have I been here before? Have I smoked a cheap brand exchanged small talk before driving away…. I guess not… but it is a life someone wanted me to lead someone I loved and lost… https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/09/21/what-do-you-see-48-21-september20/