I need to talk to you!

Too busy to talk …. by Sadje

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The theme for RXC#234 is

Isolation, Communication, Conversations

You get the drift. Come up with wherever your thought process takes you.

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( I wrote this post in October’18 and it fits perfectly with this week’s theme, so I sharing it again with a few changes!)

How many times in a week/ month, does it happen? We are planning to talk to a loved one and then get caught up in something and either forget or postpone it for tomorrow!

Time seems to be the enemy of family ties! There is work, studies, or social commitments. It is like a race that we are constantly running and the time usually wins.

It’s usually okay with our immediate family where through constant reminders and struggle with schedules we manage to make that ballet practice or the little league match. Anniversaries and birthdays are often remembered with the help of phone reminders…

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Fiction Friday: June 10

Alone in a crowd …. by Vivid

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Alone In A Crowd

AlwaysARose (ChelleBee)

Summary:

Written for:
https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2022/06/09/reenas-xploration-challenge-234/
where the theme given was isolation, communication, conversation

She was one of many people walking down the rose-edged path.
She was surrounded by conversations, but had no communication
with anybody. Nobody paid the slightest attention to her.

When she got home, she purposely misquoted Wordsworth in her journal:
“I wandered lonely in a crowd….and I’ve never had such a feeling of isolation.”

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Nightmare (A Modified Haibun)

Nightmare – a modified haibun — by Mich Navajas

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Nightmare (A Modified Haibun)

the night is still, peaceful, tranquil, and calm. but i can hear the howling blowing of the wind. the sound of the night owl is barely even audible as i could only hear the fast beating of my heart.

i keep my silence, i ignore, i don’t care as my phone keeps ringing and keeps bugging me. i know what you want and you will not get it from me. not now not in the future.

i keep my distance. i stay away. that’s what i do to people who turned their backs on me when i needed them the most.

so if you have been trying to reach out and you don’t hear from me, you know why. i am not mad or angry. you just don’t exist in my world anymore.

the dream you promised

is a horrible nightmare

i didn’t see it

For…

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Letters to you

Letters to you — by dancelilli

dancelilli's avatarPoetry, Dance and other Musings

The devil
of isolation
Keep my fingers busy
on the pen
mind thusly occupied
I can write to you
Letters from my minds
wanderings
Stories of my heart
The banal details
of my day
Of the sliver of light
that merrily dances
across my page
Throwing words out
to the universe
letter by letter
in hope they will
find your willing ear

From a prompt from Reena- https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2022/06/09/reenas-xploration-challenge-234/

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In The Air

In the air …. by Susi Bocks

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Mitchell Hartley – Unsplash

Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #234 & Eugenia’s Weekly Prompt – Morning Fog

like the morning fog rolling in
this space between us
dampens the tonal quality of expression

what once was a volume-filled environment
has become silence weighted down
conversation consists of minor and
inconsequential snippets of banal noise

i yearn for spontaneous outbursts
thoughtful and articulated utterances
to spark a signal of trust again

make this isolation go away
make the air around us breathable again
communicate depth and some meaning
into this lackluster connection

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Keep on Talking

Keep on talking …. by Diana Coombes

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Isolation, Communication, Conversations

2020, COVID, and the following months of isolation have caused more mental health issues to lack of communication. We talked on Zoom, but didn’t go to work. Our normal lives changed.

It isn’t to say that mental health didn’t exist before that time. It can be a taboo conversation. Many will not reveal they are suffering from depression because they are afraid of the repercussions. What will others think of them?

It is important we talk about anxiety, depression, and not be afraid to admit weakness. When we talk, communicate, then and only then can something be done about it.

I can see there is change, and the younger generation are more able to admit to being anxious. It is through talking, gaining strength from others that problems become easier to handle.

Depression, anxiety, is nothing to be ashamed of.

When you break a leg, it will…

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All By Myself

All by myself …. by Jim Adams

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Humans evolved being around others and because of this, we all tend to benefit from interacting with others.  Most people are social creatures and for this reason, social media is doing well.  People want to express themselves and they try to get involved in open discussions.  Most people are willing to take a stand on issues that are bothering all of us and social media gives them the platform to promote their ideas.  People also need some alone time and by getting time by themselves, this helps them to focus, so solitude is important.  Being alone shouldn’t be a bad thing, but it does have pros and cons.  Loneliness and social isolation are also associated with increased blood pressure, higher cholesterol levels, depression and this can lead to a lack of sleep and exercise, and even affect our immune system.  If all these things aren’t bad enough, it also decreases…

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These are the things they don’t tell us – prosery for dVerse.

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These are the things they don’t tell us:

  • Where we’re going.
  • How long the journey is
  • What we’ll do when we get there

They tell us why we’re being sent. We are misfits, troublemakers, boat-rockers. We are not wanted here. We’re not criminals – oh no – and this is not punishment. This is opportunity.

Gossip, of course, is rampant. One group thinks we’re being trained for extreme cold. One groups thinks we’re being fed birth control pills. Pink haired Jaine thinks we’re going to be saving the planet.

Me? I listen. I watch. I notice who gets the best seat, who takes the first potato, who takes the last slice of cake. Who glances at their neighbour. Who laughs too much. Because I don’t know where we’re going, but I do know that when we get there, I’m going to survive. I’m going to thrive.

A 144 word flash…

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