As it was

Tiktok, tiktok ... the sound of Mom's heels on the wooden floor grates on my ears, as she approaches her desk. But no, I will never see her there again... it is an illusion. I have retained the sanctity of her favorite corner in the house as it was, for thirty long years... https://only100words.xyz/2020/02/27/three-line-tales-week-213/

How Do I Love Mosaics? Let Me Count The Ways…

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First table“I began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life. He taught me that if you are interested in something, no matter what it is, go at it at full speed ahead. Embrace it with both arms, hug it, love it and above all become passionate about it. Lukewarm is no good. Hot is no good either. White hot and passionate is the only thing to be.”― Roald Dahl, My Uncle Oswald

I have always loved mosaics.  I don’t know when or how this love started.  I just know that any time I see something made out of mosaics I am attracted to it.  I am hypnotized, mesmerized by it. I want to keep looking at it.

Ten years ago I bought a mosaic kit to make coasters and I used it to make the house number for the house I lived with…

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Comeback

“Which one is you in the picture, Grandma?” “The saddest part of life is that I’m not there.” “Then?” Curiosity shone in my grandson’s eyes. “Only if I’d been there, I would not be here today. I would have been in august company in the corridors of fame.” “But why were you not there?” “I … Continue reading Comeback

Transience

an autumn leaf falls at my feet nursed by roots trunk and branches sunlight and rain discarded in a cycle   a fleeting thought connected to dark depths of ingrained beliefs of instilled fears of acquired lessons discarded by wisdom   ephemeral life nurtured for years collected layers grown from here to there ended by … Continue reading Transience

Opportunity

stellar is the opportunity my courage falls short   laden with preconceived notions fears inertia   I go back to my comfort zone and choose to blame destiny https://amanpan.com/2020/02/24/eugis-weekly-prompt-stellar-february-24-2020/

QR Code

codes generated to conceal to protect identity and motives resist peeling   garbage peels do not aid a journey to reach the core it needs skills to find concealed but relevant routes   I’m astounded by the likeness between spiritual journeys and reading a QR code https://dversepoets.com/2020/02/24/quadrille-98-peelings-nothing-more/

Vehicle of dreams

It was a sight she hated – the parked bicycle outside the house. Her stepmother often threatened to marry her off to this humble visitor – her maths tutor who also happened to be a carpenter’s son. It did not matter that Jack was a nice, intelligent guy who empathized with her plight. He was … Continue reading Vehicle of dreams

Trust

A brilliant tautogram by Aishwarya..

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Travelling through thicketed tensions,

Tangles transpire,

True!

Tenacity to thrive through trepidation,

Traversing the tumultuous times,

Tumbling through turbulence,

Toughness through tempestuous times,

Tiding till tough times tilts,

Till tranquility trapezes,

Till time triumphs,

Trust.

35 words.

A Tautogram Poem.

Acknowledgements :- In response to Mindlovemisery’s menagerie Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip, 22 February 2020. A tautogram poem. I have used the alphabet T. To know more about the Tautogram poem please refer here.Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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