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cicada song …

the moments we take

for granted

How many shadows

can we hide within?

for dVerse Poets’ MTB: Punctuation and enjambment in poetry (pubtended by Bjorn)

and my own #Haikai Challenge #44 (7/28/18): Cicada (Semi) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

This is an abridged version of my poem, Black Holes in the Brain, showing the effects of Alzhiemer’s disease on a person. During the stressful transition from independent living to confined living the confusion for my father-in-law was greatly increased. I posted his Wandering/Wonderings earlier this week.

Bjorn from d’Verse~Poets Pub asked us to consider the use of punctuation in poetry. It helps shoe line breaks and increases flow for the reader. This one is full of punctuation. It was written four years ago after working through this difficult transition.

Black Holes In My Brain

“I have come to discover that I now have black holes in my brain.
Spaces of emptiness that never get filled.
Like the holes in my pants pocket the memories slip out…”

“Oh, you are here? Well I didn’t realize! When did you get here?
You have been here a few weeks? Well I didn’t…

Ria walked through the dilapidated house with a grace that belied her age. She paused by the ornate French windows and smiled ruefully.

‘This place was designed by Angelo Del Vecchio. He billed by the minute, you know?’

She stepped out to the garden overrun by nettles and weeds.

‘I used to host tea parties here when I was a kid.’

She stopped outside the derelict solarium and choked back a sob.

‘What happened? It was so beautiful.’

‘Age and neglect, Madam.’

She ran a shriveled finger over her parched face.

‘Ah, yes!’

The once dream-girl walked away in silence.

Written in response to the picture prompt provided by Sandra Cook for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff – Fields. Please find other entries here.

Word Count: 100

Sammi’s posted her challenge early this week due to weekend commitments.
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/20204174/posts/1937857528

Touch me, feel me, know me. I am here, as are you.
Enlighten your spirits, embrace your inner being,
Lift your eyes skyward,  let yourself drift and
Escape your spoken shackles. There is much to enjoy as you take
Pleasure in the wonders you see.
Act on your impulses, think positive thoughts,
Telepathy has no bounds or gender,
Hear your true self, explore and question the unknown,
Yearn for understanding without words.

Reena’s Exploration Challenge – Week

(Choose any one quote, choose both or add your own to make sense of it.The format can be  a story/poem/rant/anecdotes/journalistic coverage of events/ reflections/history/geography/memory as usual.  No word or time limits.)

क्यों बताना पड़ता है हमेशा 

इस  सृष्टि में 

सबकी एक जगह है 

सब की एक अहमियत है 

सबकी एक भूमिका है 

क्यों समझाना पड़ता  है हर बार 

नारी तो 

हमेशा से वहीँ  है 

प्यास से होते हो व्याकुल
तब तो नहीं पूछते हो

कि जल कहाँ से आया।

रोटी का कौर तोड़ते वक़्त
क्या कभी पूछा है

कि अन्न किसने उगाया।

तुम्हारे लिए सरहद पर
हँसते हुए गोली खाने को

मज़हब कभी न आड़े आया।

तो फिर

किस हक़ से पूछते हो तुम

रंग क्या है अपराध करने वाले का
मज़हब क्या है पड़ोस में रहने वाले का
धर्म क्या है भोजन के निवाले का
ओहदा क्या है प्रेम में मतवाले का

आओ

ऐसे एक नए युग का निर्माण करें
जहाँ इंसान होना ही उसकी पहचान हो

In response to:Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 47