the upside of war …. by Susi Bocks
Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #128
every negative situation
has the power
to become a positive force
for cultural shift
lives are lost
but lives will be saved
in the future
from what we learn
life’s path
takes a different turn
our day to day changes
becoming a new reality
gleening a possibility
of hope in this evil’s demise
in the following days
it begins during these troubled times
Reena's Exploration Challenge #128 Welcome to a bit of exploration in lockdown times! I’ve decided to use text messages and posts, no videos or pictures, to reduce data usage and prevent a internet breakdown. The cover image remains for identification, but you are free to not use it in your posts. An internet breakdown will … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #128
The brand storyteller rambles on incessantly, “Let the world know who you are and what you can do.” I feel the warmth when they think they have a new follower, but see expressions freezing when they see I can lead. “You are targeting the wrong set of people”, says my mentor. There is yet another … Continue reading Safety
A message has been floating around on social media Wonder why the temples are closed Because Gods are all busy in hospitals I miss the only doctor in the family today. He passed away a year ago. If he had been alive and healthy, he would have been volunteering in a hospital today. Why did … Continue reading Tale Weaver – #268 – Medical – 26th March
All dressed, and nowhere to go... I float around, but am not allowed entry to any planet. It is the age of distrust, I hear... https://only100words.xyz/2020/03/26/three-line-tales-week-217/
it’s not just the rocks worlds look desolate today hiding somewhere there the Sun is up but carries no cheer from previous sojourns light is inadequate to liberate minds from clutches of fear wistfully, the Sun comes closer but inspires no trust who knows where power lies? https://scvincent.com/2020/03/26/thursday-photo-prompt-wistful-writephoto/
Presentiment …. by Punam
She sat in rapt attention
at the open air midnight soiree
enthralled by the elegance
of the lyrical verse flowing
from the mystic poet’s lips
bathing her parched soul
with a longing so intense!
when his ballad spoke of
death and parting
it creased her delicate brow
and for a heart-stopping moment
she was awash
with a feeling of deja vu
as if listening to her own
obituary, many moons ago
when the amethyst sky was suffused
with a million celestial bodies
yet the eerie cawing of corvids could be heard
as her soul had ascended the heavens!
shuddering involuntarily
she came back to the present
was it a dream, a nightmare
or a premonition
of the tragedies to befall!
she yearned for days of tranquility
There is a scene in “We the Living” by Ayn Rand, where lovers are being separated and taken away to Siberia. They know they will not survive, yet the girl says, “Let us look at the moon every day, and find solace that we are looking at the same moon.” They needed a unifying factor … Continue reading I don't know how
imaginarydemons stoke revenge instinctsbut are so realif you go far back in timeif you delve deep in psyche https://onewomansquest.org/2020/03/23/v-j-s-weekly-challenge-89-imaginary/
"You will see the figure shrinking in size, as more of purple smoke is released in the air." "What is it made of?" Agni was impatient as usual. He lobbed a hand grenade in the figure’s direction. There was no fire as expected, but the figure disappeared and the sky turned dark. Is it the … Continue reading Dream-like
