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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #214

PROMPT#214

Let us grapple with the wordICONOCLASMand its meaning.

Iconoclasm is a breaking of established rules or destruction of accepted beliefs.

An iconoclast to the core

The lone one

with eyes

in the land of blinds
He believed 

he can change the system with his

vision

honesty

empathy,

A fool

he forgot

the jungle rule

that,

in the land of blinds

the lone one with the eyes

has 

either to become blind

or

mingle with them

hiding the fact

that

he has

vision

A lone mask wearer in a crowded store walks amid iconoclasts.

Iconoclast [noun] – a person who attacks cherished beliefs, traditional institutions, etc.,
as being based on error or superstition.

This American Sentence is my response to two prompts:

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #214 – Iconoclasm

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Affirmations

with affirmations
and determination rising
forcing power outward
an explosion of iconoclasm
breaks glass ceilings

Inspired by Eugenia’s Weekly Prompt – Affirmations & Reena’s Exploration Challenge #214

Iconoclasm is a breaking of established rules or destruction of accepted beliefs.  The Grateful Dead probably broke a lot of rules and they have been called the world’s most iconic improvisational band by some and that is because in essence they played free form music which allowed them to jam.  It’s often said that no two Grateful Dead shows were ever the same, although many shoes were similar, they never used the same setlist.  They played over 37,000 songs live in some 2,300 concerts over their 30-year career.  Just by mentioning their name, people will think of psychedelic tie-dyed clothes, dancing bears, and rose-garlanded skeletons.  Their music is understood by individuals that refer to themselves as Deadheads with a particular type of mind.  The idea of the Grateful Dead was to bring the freedom of creative movement and fluidity as an artform within the context of a rock band that involved audience participation and many…

he collected keys
the locks for which
had long been closed,
never again to be opened
and he jingle-jangled
when he approached
as if to signal
the secrets
to which he was party
and to hint
at those stories
only he would ever know.

Inspired by Eugenia’s Weekly Prompt – Harmony & Reena’s Exploration Challenge #213

There once was this awkward-looking fellow,
Who said, “Help, I’m stuck in this awful yellow!”
But it coordinated with his shirt,
And even though the sight of him hurt,
One could hear harmony in his bellow.

Words

i exhaled it all out of my suffocating lungs
i needed some space to loosen the pain
i took on the comfort of my gentle words
but i couldn’t tame them not this time

so i use the harshest expressions in a very jarring way
to pierce through every single cell your body has
so that blood will slowly trickle out each of your vein
maybe then you’ll know how much ache it was

i could think of all the bad and the worst
i could summon all that is hated and that is condemned
all the things i need just to get it through the cut
i probably want some solid-fluid air than them

i so ceased, i stopped being gentle and kind
even with the words i try to rhyme and count

for once i tell you, i’d be better when i’m good

For Reena’s Exploration Challenge…