Dizziness

energy of spirals accelerates speed destinations remain the same   what did I miss or lose on the way wrapped up in my dizziness?   I cannot go back guilt will haunt each step where feet did not touch the ground https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/03/31/photo-challenge-309/

Not me

I waited for change, for what appears to be a lifetime now. Change happened, but not always for the better, and I was not driving it. I was sick of being a recipient, and waiting for Divine Grace to bless my life. The hope to find understanding, acceptance and love was gradually fading away. I … Continue reading Not me

V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #90: contribution

VJ's avatarOne Woman's Quest II

“I received the nicest package today!” my mother tells me excitedly over the phone. “It couldn’t have arrived at a more perfect time!”

Kleenex, Voltaren, scotch mints, body lotion and a hand drawn picture from a great granddaughter, all bundled and dropped at the entrance to the nursing home, where we are no longer allowed.

My daughter and her family put it together.

Another daughter picks up medications for an elderly neighbour who can’t get out.

Ric is grocery shopping for us and others in the neighbourhood, minimizing exposure.

What can I do?, I wonder, feeling helpless in this state of isolation. It hits me in the middle of the night. Do what I can. Write.

So now I put out a weekly newsletter for our retirement community, 75% of which are widowed individuals. Inviting contributions, I’ve offered to organize and distribute, my mission to keep humour and entertainment the…

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Stubs of a soul

“For how long do you think my old stubby fingers can hold up the cause? World peace is not sustainable. Earlier, people fought for patches of land. Then, wars were fought on sea and air. Now control strategies have got into the lungs of people. It cannot be eliminated, as long as the downfall of … Continue reading Stubs of a soul

Is This War?

Is this war?

VJ's avatarOne Woman's Quest

“War is hell.  You can’t photograph a flying bullet, but you can capture genuine fear.”

The bomb has dropped
control slips from our grasp

We pray for a parachute
for someone to pull the cord

numbers escalate,
lives plummet

We offer encouragement
isolated voices faltering

moment of impact imminent
the implosion inevitable

impact reverberates
responsibility moot.

(For Reena’s Exploration Challenge:  the quotation, author unknown.  Image my own.)

 

 

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Complete

Complete … by Aishwarya

kittysverses's avatarKitty's Verses

During times of comfort,

No threshold to bear a slight discomfort,

Sight of a tiny roach,

Mighty strategy to destroy, would be the approach,

Times change,

Priorities arrange,

Strategies rearrange,

Never known inner strength surfaces,

Tenacity resurfaces,

Complacency goes for a toss,

Change, an order resolves,

A battered, nevertheless, better person evolves.

52 words.

Acknowledgement :- Thank you Reena Saxena for running the challenge at Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 128 . For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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