response whets hunger for intangible beauty of possessing a woman’s soul in love Sunday Writing Prompt at MLMM
A woman’s soul
response whets hunger for intangible beauty of possessing a woman’s soul in love Sunday Writing Prompt at MLMM
The Moon somehow sparks poetic imagination more than the Sun. Power invokes devotion and subservience, whereas gentleness of moonlight invokes romantic passion in creatures of the night. The moon touches in a sort of clandestine manner, be it the ocean waves or human lives. It is a secret to be nurtured in the darkness. It … Continue reading Hunter’s Moon
“Rage becomes Her”, says an author “Useless display of anger”, you think Men were created to rule Patriarchy is threatened, but it preys – not protects Usury veiled as patronage stands exposed S--- hits the fan, and cultivated masks drop -to damage trust Challenge at Weekend Writing Prompt #77
can of worms threatening to tumble out of safe, secure envied, glamorous environs of base instincts Image source: Indian Express SoCS
lovely silky comfy dreamy woven a few lovely, dreamy thoughts into- Love! your silky, comfy garb Saturday Mix at MLMM Challenge Write a Tyburn A Tyburn is a six line poem consisting of 2, 2, 2, 2, 9, 9 syllables. The first four lines rhyme and are all descriptive words. The last two lines … Continue reading Stuff of Dreams
we see failure- then better parts of destiny make us believe that fairies exist –not magic but all forms of happiness Tale Weaver at MLMM May fairies visit you all year round ... Happy Birthday, Michael!
dampness describes concealed whirlpools underneath overthrowing dreams Set of haikus in the prompt falling sick on a journey my dream goes wandering over a field of dried grass * lying down with quilts over the head such a cold night a rainy day the autumn world of a border town © Matsuo Basho (1644-1694) (Tr. … Continue reading Indicative
life know the unknown voyage of discovery unlearning all that I know wisdom In other words, discovery at Patricia's Place
Ageing is not a particularly pleasant experience. Yet, I rejoice in being the person I am, with added wisdom, missing in yesteryears. I have a laser vision, despite the glasses I wear to read. I can see through fake-ness, flattery, manipulation and deceit. I have a signature style in everything from attire to writing, which … Continue reading Dark Skies
The trees whisper, but nobody is able to decipher their language He fights for our rights He is no Luddite…… Business is up in arms against the man. ask him his price he should not rise it will be to the detriment of profit rules, sacrament Politicians lambast him He blocks progress of the nation … Continue reading Life goes on ….