your absence cut me like a knife before I moved from girlfriend to wife now it is a constant strife to retain freedom in my life arguments galore, conflict rife If the word is ‘rhyme’ or is is ‘rhyfe’? https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/07/25/saturday-mix-rhyme-time-25-july-2020/
Call it whatever
perfectionin understandingwhat they wantand givingmaybe with motivesulterior - is an art https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/07/24/smooth-operator-week-84/
Guess who!
Guess Who …. by Punam
The neighbour, a vermin
A vermin my neighbour!
PROMPT #145
Keep it as short and as cryptic as possible.
https://amanpan.com/2020/07/20/eugis-weekly-prompt-neighbors-july-20-2020/
#Cryptic Poetry- Exasperated
Exasperated …. by Goutam Dutta
EXASPERATED
Words!!!
She chose,
A noose.
Copyright @ Goutam Dutta
dusk ~ a tanka
Dusk …. a tanka …..by s.s.
swathed in indigo
precociously seeking midnight
darkness shadows dusk
Desire draws in a sharp breath
when evening slips into bed
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Mindfills by s.s. for
City sonnet’s midnight
Sue Vincent’s writephoto – darkness
FOWC precocious
Reena’s exploration challenge – cryptic
Self Interest
Self interest ….by hecblogger
I know you always
act in your self interest
lights, camera, roll
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 145
Plastic
Julie holds my hand, as I’m about to fling the empty water bottle away. “Let’s walk a little more. There must be a recycling bin somewhere.” “Bottles are picked up to be refilled and sold again.” “Crush it as much as you can. Do you remember how my sister could not receive medical help during … Continue reading Plastic
Better than Beauty
Better than Beauty …. by tiredhamster
Clutter of eyes seal the hallway,
Entrapping your skin to a soft image
That faces can hardly hold.
Written for Reena’s Exploration Challenge #145.
The tipping point
The tipping point ….. by Eugenia
sticks and stones
voices raised
the kind unsaid
the kind unheard
photographs cry
history cluttered
contest of life
muttered naive
Reena’s Exploration Challenge#145 – Cryptic
The prompt is to use the above style of writing as an inspiration. The subject is totally your choice. It can be either prose or poetry or poetic prose or prose-poetry or a combination of both. But, keep it as short and as cryptic as possible.
-Eugenia
My Gift To You
My gift to you …… by Susi Bocks
with shallow breath
and heaving emotions
i bequeath the rivulets
escaping
pittering
on the soft earth
from here on out
i lament
the one-sided conversations
a yearning
for a return
to more than just memories
