will you love me more if the emotions I display are handmade and tangible for you to touch and feel than consecration of my whole self? In other words, handmade at Patricia's Place
Consecration
will you love me more if the emotions I display are handmade and tangible for you to touch and feel than consecration of my whole self? In other words, handmade at Patricia's Place
Here, I add my two lines to the Tan Renga started by Chevrefeuille. silence found the colorful sky at sunset – cicadas sing soon enveloped by darkness touching new meaning within
a burst of color sets hearts and forests aflame pure love reigns supreme species co-creating warmth God’s design – faith returns What Do You See?
splashes of dark paint reveal controlling fingers behind our masks our desire to look good with compulsion to comply drives dramas of life Photo Prompt #250 Artist: Origin Eight
anticipation empty is not so scary if refills follow it precedes all renewal makes space for regeneration BrewNSpew Cafe Image credit: torialysha dot com
I celebrate the night not for its somnambulistic effect, but the thoughts and dreams it generates. The darkness in the external world, lights up a different world inside. I feel at peace, because there is no demand, urgency or distraction from external sources. The lava inside me also chooses to flare up when nobody is … Continue reading Solitude
mouth-to-mouth exhaustion – choking efforts my loved one’s still cold Haikai Challenge #72
The limitations of human life left a big hole in his conscience. Its creator was now senile, and had forgotten the commands. A huge responsibility fell on Mat’s shoulders – that of managing itsresponses. The guns fitted on its body could start firing from anywhere, and facing it always made onlookers nervous. They were unaware … Continue reading THE AUTOMATON WHO BECAME SELF AWARE
A monster spews fire under water, and the world goes helter-skelter. It is a tsunami, they say, not knowing what exactly has caused the disturbance. Animals have played safe, owing to their superior sensory powers. It happens with emotions that spearhead movements – nobody knows where the cause lies. I see kind-hearted people falling prey, … Continue reading Mist
visual fragrance spreads bringing imagination to the drawing board reconstructing memories of last summer and all that happened then Thursday Photo Prompt