Hey Hi, Fair Dame Can you sing for me? Yes Sir, Yes Mam From where do you come? A choir for the office dancing to tunes A distracted family will need a Rap soon Hey Hi, Fair Dame Can you pose for me? Yes Sir, Yes Mam From where do you come? I … Continue reading Tell me how
Bruised Spirit .... by Eugenia
Joe M. measures life …. see how
i have measured out my life with coffee spoons
says mr. eliot
his spoons smaller than teaspoons
whereas i prefer a dinner spoon in favor of a fork
and measure out my girth alone with it
i have measured out my life with
steps taken on aching feet
Using your spoons …. by Susi Bocks
Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #108 – 10/10/19
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.*
Every damn day. This life, a daily grind of excruciation.
Always having to adjust mentally, physically and emotionally.
Moving through my day as cautiously as possible.
Pushing through the pain, feeling productive & proud.
I’m beyond the agony when I’m able.
But some days I have no spoons and I go
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave**
*Source: “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Eliot
**Source: “Dirge Without Music” by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Pic: Self
i am
just
ink
on
paper,
i leave
words
that tell
a story
in time,
it
could
be yours
it could
be mine,
in
the end
its all
a passing
tale,
what
it meant
and
what
it said,
not
worth
a dime
in history’s
page,
though
i am fated
to succumb
to an
eternal fate,
but
of what
mattered
i leave
a trail,
i maybe
just
ink
on
paper,
but
its you
that i
leave
on every page.
© vidursahdev 2019
Welcome to a poetic week! Poetry touches the soul, and has the power to impact thoughts and lives. Only a writer can appreciate the craft of making poetry whatever it is – be it a game of rhyme, syllables, structure, choice of words or a free flow of thoughts. I’ve chosen two short pieces of … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #108
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It is a race I find no place to escape dominance or find prominence dates are only a number a generation in deep slumber says - those born before will rule for them, life is just cool Into the world, do I bring some more? make them feel life is a chore… to … Continue reading Nobody’s clone
How do I promote a glocal culture? Global is confusing at this stage in life. But I need that meeting point with the next generation. https://only100words.xyz/2019/10/10/three-line-tales-week-193/
“It doesn’t feel nice to end on this note, but I have no option.” “What would you do, if you had an option?.” I can’t help but be impressed by her calmness in the face of a challenge. “Perhaps, the same thing …” I try to match her equanimity. “Then, feeling nice really does not … Continue reading A semblance of something
