coming home to roost despite freedom to fly souls love connections Ronovan Writes
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coming home to roost despite freedom to fly souls love connections Ronovan Writes
walk straight gaze at unfriendly dark, skies on the brink of dissolving into torrents watch roadblocks melt in the downpour clearing paths Weekly Writing Challenge #143
“You give voice to the songs I write! But what would your melodious voice be, without the flow of words?” “Be not vain! My voice gives body to your thoughts.” let me take you somewhere there where erosion of my self enriches your being feels like a union of unreal beings independent but adding value … Continue reading Bonding with the Muse
freshness of candor rise of truth strike terror in stale power mind-sets fearing a fall Saturday Mix at MLMM
grilled and seared to perfection by the Chef I await a new life in processed form souls are intangible but immortal SoCS
truth lies behind apparitions smoke covers sensible (un)renditions I follow disaster unfailingly steps taken astride questionably where sounds appear equivocal dark hatred surrounds icicles till molten volcanoes exacerbate paths frozen -- ambitions facilitate fair justice, fearless deliverance tall orders justify sacrifice 10-line Poem Challenge - Sonnetina Due
Welcome to Week 38! It is a collage this week. Writers will connect to it easily. So, let the fingers align to imagination, and bang on the keyboard. The format can be a a story/poem/rant/anecdotes/journalistic coverage of events/ reflections as usual. Pour out, and let it flow …. LAST WEEK’S ROUND UP Eugenia at … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 38
Libraries beat the hell out of me. There is so much that I don’t know yet, and so little of time to live. paeans sung to high tomes of words language fails need another medium for smooth, painless absorption On another note, am I obliged to add my two bits to the fountain of wisdom … Continue reading Irony
I have picked up 3 poetry formats, which I frequently use and flipped them over. REVERSE TANKA (7,7,5,7,5) did you ever think you would bow to me in full spirit? Our worlds flipped over strangers facing each other role reversal hits REVERSE SHADORMA (5,7,3,3,5,3,3) I have added an extra line of 3 syllables here … Continue reading Flippant Formats
unbridled joy cradled in arms of nature I stop, startled by silent tears dripping from ever watchful sad eyes mourning mindless abuse Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge- Week 98