dreams are nothing but enriched imagination goals are dreams that walk Weekly Haiku-Senryu Prompt Challenge #9 by Elsie Hagley
Dreams Walk
Value
skin smiles smugly silk derives its value from how I respond. Ronovan Writes Weekly Poetry Haiku Challenge#169
Hyperbole
wish dream Exceed Imagine Inflated Happiness Hyperbolic Projections overpowering Consciousness Snowball inspired by Mick's Short Form Poetry Challenge #3
Unnoticed
I was repulsed by the ugliness and stink of manure. After a lapse of time, the beauty of flowers that bloomed captivated me. Seeds and soil cannot do much, without the help of water and sunlight. I am the seed, but I thrive in underground darkness. The beauty of the external world shocks, as my … Continue reading Unnoticed
Bridges to Cross
Here is a set of tilus (poem meter 6.3.1 syllables) Doing all that I could I give up now I have reached the bridge which I must cross I look forward to the finale Death but my dues from life are unpaid Yet #SoCS
Uplifting
Spirit soul existence uplifting all humans above their mundane existence JOY Cinquain inspired by Colleen Chesebro Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 6
It is Friday again, and this week passed quickly for me. I guess last week’s challenge was tough, but thanks to all of you for making an effort and coming on board. I am still learning, and enjoying the process. I had initially planned to keep this challenge on for 5-10 weeks, but I guess … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 6
(Un)seasonal (Un)systematic
Start-ups are the flavour of the decade. Some have dropped, as ‘so last season’. Some race ahead, but I wonder if they will get beyond spring. The summer will pose difficult challenges and ask probing questions. There will be no place to hide. I am horrified at the manner in which organizations can work without … Continue reading (Un)seasonal (Un)systematic
Walking Alone
Restlessness coursing through my blood the mind contaminated with thoughts of impossible missions misaligned with surroundings I stand alone misunderstood. Addiction to invention and innovation spices up a mundane existence I cannot resist the call of an unknown destiny I walk alone charged up. Quadrille #41 at dVerse
Stories
minds spin stories that surround all action I stand exhausted differentiation between history and fiction consumes Writing prompt available at Ramblingsofawriter2016 by Elsie Hagley
