babies turn in sleeprivers of love tear apartchallenged by East winds https://frankjtassone.com/2020/02/29/haikai-challenge-128-2-29-20-east-wind-kochi-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/
Apple
He who invented the law of gravity had not been blessed with pull from the top The apple imbalanced with the weight of tyrannical branches and unthinking leaves they swayed in obedience to the branch which in turn followed the wind The trunk acknowledged the wisdom of the roots, but paid obeisance to … Continue reading Apple
Tears
raindrops disappearearth's cracks and crevices holdburied tears of clouds https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/03/04/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-march-4th-2020-sadness/
It’s a jungle out there
It’s a jungle out there… by Punam
The bridge appears to be straight and smooth
but fear sloshes in my belly
turning my legs to jelly
trepidation makes my heart race
for it’s a jungle out there
hatred and violence roam free
baring their vicious fangs and growl in a stentorian roar
misplaced pride turns a snooty nose at reason
crazed look on every twisted face
blood on each hand and the smell of burning flesh
yet the call is so invidiously beguiling
I salivate at the mere thought of that power
tethering at the edge of insanity
lured by the promised bounty of righted wrongs
but I recover from the transient transgess
with sanity sharply knocking me down
Let there be storms of paranoia all around
I hope peace with its winsome ways will eventually win
human will not another human butcher
the arc of fear will not be allowed to persist
time will have to…
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Journeys
Confidence stems from familiarity. I’ve seen this before. It generates a ‘been there, done that’ feeling. undeterred by deepunfathomable darknesshe charges aheadclaustrophobic densityof the forest drives despair Picture libraries abound with expertise in visual deception. I travel with the lens, but cannot fly across the sky. borrowed vision showsamoebic interiorsyet conceal intentWhy did the maker … Continue reading Journeys
Cee it happened again
clichéd content crisp accents cursive fonts clickbaits clockwork efficiency conceal conmanship – in colossal proportions comprehensive planning colludes with like-minded evil construct escape tunnels. common people shed copious tears, but carry on – shocked come back again capricious acts continue https://onewomansquest.org/2020/03/02/v-j-s-weekly-challenge-86/
Blankness #5lines
I unfold with carecrumpled pieces of paper-bins of memorystained with ink of washed storiesmock white deceptive blankness https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/03/03/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-167-poetschoice/
Unspeakable
handsome to winsome to someone I wish I’d never met past whispers clash with monstrous atrocities in crossed lines on broken skin dissonance threatens to tear me apart and scream- till sound is banished from kingdoms of insanity https://amanpan.com/2020/03/02/eugis-weekly-prompt-winsome-march-2-2020/
Plastic Queen
Plastic Queen … by NekNeeraj
A queen of unread poetry
scribbled within the white spaces of old newspapers.
She collected plastic from garbage and tiny pieces of discarded pencils.
Her bright eyes turned yellow, reading anything
she could under kerosene-lit lamp.
A fire burning inside her heart
wasn’t enough to light-up her home between roads.
She barely got enough sleep.
Since she was fond of dreaming with open eyes
laying under the bare, vast sky,
as expensive cars zipped by,
she kept wishing on falling stars.
If given a chance, she’d study hard
and be an astronaut.
A queen of rock-solid will and bullet-proof wisdom.
She collected garbage and studied politics from old books and newspapers.
A pack of books she’s written with discarded pencils.
And is stepping into the assembly for a plastic-free city.
Her dream of becoming an astronaut,
she realized, wasn’t as important
as saving the planet.
She barely gets enough sleep.
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Broken resolve
broken lies my resolve to walk straight dressed in burden of expectations they still sit heavy on my being threatening to smother last-ditch efforts to retain individuality https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/03/03/photo-challenge-305/
