Different

Different ….. by Aishwarya

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Source: blog.spoongraphics.co.uk

Different emotions,

Different aspects,

Different perspectives,

Different situations,

Different attributes,

Dissimilar,

Turns whole,

Like white ray emerging,

A single streak from varied hues,

Parts of puzzle,

Pieced together,

In retrospect.

30 words.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for running the Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 146. This week’s challenge is inspired from cubism form of art. Cubism is a style of art which tries to show all possible viewpoints of a person or an object all at once. It is a two dimensional art work, mainly consisting of geometrical shapes. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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Reading too much

I try to find a pattern in the randomness. Is there a message hidden for someone? Was it meant to cross the barriers of language, culture and time - if someone sees it long after the imprints were created? Palms, thumbs, teardrops, jellyfish … certainly something to do with aquatic life ….or just the uncontrolled … Continue reading Reading too much

Guard

He will not let me go near the water. He's a dampener on my excitement, though I love him so much... The loyal soldier understands and follows what my Dad told him to do .... keep me safe, as they call it. https://only100words.xyz/2020/08/06/three-line-tales-236/

Complexity

jagged edges separate vital parts -of a process -of entities -of human minds -of decisions -of conclusions Life -unending effort at smoothening  sharp edges To discover unseen surfaces adding to complexity Origami -pulled -straightened to flatten again -like the line that moves straight on ECG monitors https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/07/30/reenas-exploration-challenge-146/ https://dversepoets.com/2020/08/06/just-sayin/

Behind the scenes

It is the most difficult part of life - watching you unwind after a day that was not spent with me, knowing fully well that decisions taken during the day impact my life. My strength is being a mute witness to everything that transpires in your most intimate moments - in your mind, on your … Continue reading Behind the scenes

The Sleep-Eater – Friday Fictioneers, August 2020.

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Jennifer Pendergast

Sunday midnight, the night-train leaves the station.

Only two passengers; the Sleep-Eater and me.

By journey’s end, the ‘things I shouldn’t have done’ chest will have been prised open, its contents strewn across the carriage.

The ‘people I used to know’ gallery will have been studied to guilt-laden exhaustion, the ‘worrying symptoms’ and ‘don’t forget’ catalogues extensively refurbished.

Arriving at dawn, quivering with fatigue, I’ll alight to face the week ahead whilst the  Sleep-Eater remains on board, hands folded across his swollen belly, belching contentedly.

He probably won’t be travelling Monday night, I’ll be drop-dead exhausted, but Tuesday’s lookin’ good.

A re-tread this week from 5 years ago but as appropriate today as it’s always been, for me at least.  Thanks to Rochelle, the driver of the Friday Fictioneer train, for all that she does to keep us on track. 

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Moving

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA “The kids love playing here, but I’m afraid these wagons will become a criminal den. Need to be moved outta here.” "These wagons are part of history - some legendary movies have been shot in these.” “Really? Where are those actors who starred in the movies and shot their action scenes? Does … Continue reading Moving

Target markets

windows gradually  lighting up they are back home…. Once again I wish  I knew what happened in their lives during the day the darkness in other windows stops me from getting voyeuristic I don’t know what fires their minds I don’t know how do I touch their lives I shed all  misconceptions of helping people  … Continue reading Target markets

Wisdom’s Trajectory

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From my window at the top of the hill
I observe the once vibrant city
whose streets were ruled by Wisdom
She gathered her people
and gave them counsel

until they sought their own wisdom

She was like a tree of life in the city
Her arms filled with gifts of long life
and riches

until they sought their own wisdom

Now, the desolate streets are ruled
by poverty and anarchy
while transgressions abound
Fear is free to slither in and out
of rebellious minds
…paralysing dreams and potential

Until at the climax of their torment…
they beg for Wisdom once more

© Vivian Zems

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Skyloverwordlist– transgress, rebel, climax

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Rebel

I make you aware of subconscious apathy as you deny me something once again, and … I rebel https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/08/04/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-189-poetschoice/