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I held the teaser in my hand
I feel as if my body has been
taken over by a strange entity
My mind has gone numb
My hands twist and turn, temper rising
Nothing happens, it stays the same
I sit staring at it, sure it is evil
It wants to destroy me
Then again,
I have never been very good with puzzles

© Anita Dawes 2021

Anyway turn I take
I'm back at square one
It's really rough for a girl
who can't sit out the fun

I marshal my sanity
and try and take a stand
to make a smooth transition
to square-two land

Mindfills for Sammi Cox’s weekend writing prompt – marshal 39words & Reena’s exploration challenge & MLM Saturday mix – sit, stand,rough, smooth

As I stumble again over my tangled shoelaces
wondrous memories light up the canvas of youth
time is fluid and my mind lucid
as I ramble through the lanes of past
a hint of the fragrance of carefree laughter
causes a lump in my throat that refuses to go
the freaky four they called us behind our back
our strangeness, the elephant in the room
nobody had the courage to address
we were unstoppable
no kakorrhaphiophobia, no feeling of insufficiency
my clumsiness never an issue
secure in each others’ quaintness
world warriors we were
then fate spun a whirlwind so intense
scattered across the globe we lie
the magnet of uniqueness keeping us aligned
I wipe my tears with a sigh hoping to see them before I die.

What do you see # 96 – August 23, 2021

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #196

Once one Autistic girl,
Asks her mother,” am I so different
And an odd one out?

Mom replies,”you are an angel,
A unique piece of God’s paradise,
And all try to put you at proper place,
Thinking that they are wise”!!

Your life is like a Rubik’s cube puzzle,
Others are common and you’re blessed by God,
You’re special and shines like a diamond!!

Stay blessed!

https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2021/08/27/unveiling-layers-beneath-a-rose/

सोलह सिंगार करके जब तू आती है

सबसे ज्यादा तेरी बिंदी मुझे भाती है

मेरे हाथों में होता है जब चेहरा तेरा

सूरज की सी लालिमा उभर आती है

छा जाती है मन में हरियाली सी

अपने कान में पन्ना जब लटकाती है

हैं कितनी सारी सम्भावनाएँ तुझमें

मेरे लिए तू अपना रूप सजाती है

है नारी तू कोई खिलौना नहीं है

फिर क्यों तू हर बार छली जाती है

In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 196

Are you the odd one out or one in a million?

It all depends on how you see yourself.

Perspective is the most important thing to have in life!!

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #196

Am I a lone wolf amongst confused souls?

Or,

Am I a black sheep amongst saints?

Am I what Sun is to Earth?

Or,

Am I one amongst the countless stars?

My face lacks identity,

My name has no meaning,

My familiarity doesn’t come from within,

I am just a worker bee,

I am just a misfit piece of a big puzzle,

I am just a common man,

Nothing fancy,

I am just a worker bee,

I am just a misfit piece of a big puzzle,

I am just a common man,

Prone to confusion,

Prone to self-doubt,

Prone to mistakes,

Nothing fancy,

I am just a worker bee,

I am just a misfit piece of a big puzzle,

I am just a common man.

125 words.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 196 ( Picture prompt above) and…

There are several methods that can be used to solve a Rubik’s cube, but the exact sequence of instructions for solving this 3-D puzzle can be perplexing even to the experts, depending on how the cube is scrambled up at the time you try to solve it.  A Rubik’s cube has approximately 43 quintillion possible permutations, so if you just try to just rotate the faces randomly, it may never get solved.  This rotatable mechanical cube is a three-dimensional solid object that has 6 faces, 12 edges, and 8 vertices, which are the corners.  The 6 faces means that there will be 6 different colors and the edges are where the different colors will meet.  If you look at a corner on the cube, you will see three different colors which are known as layers and no matter which way you hold the cube you will always see three layers.  Each…

You twist the cube,
try for one bright hue to fill your eyes, 
fumbling to build a blue wall 

that shines 
like a clean childhood sky, 

but the fingers fail and the cube bleeds, 
refusing to comply, its fuming patches 
bragging bitter truth,
describing the sickness that grins 
between the seams.
You drop the cube,
close your eyes 
and dream.

©Jane Paterson Basil

Written for Reena‘s Xploration challenge #196. Sorry, Reena, my WP editor has a glitch: hard as I try, I can’t get it to highlight the whole name of your post when creating a pingback.