A call for good meets resistance labelled quixotic do we accept mediocrity Inanity as new normals? Wake up, define the next normal before it’s too late… https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/12/05/weekend-writing-prompt-186-quixotic/
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A call for good meets resistance labelled quixotic do we accept mediocrity Inanity as new normals? Wake up, define the next normal before it’s too late… https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/12/05/weekend-writing-prompt-186-quixotic/
TLT 253 when was the last timewe led full lives till sunsetand there was no fear... https://only100words.xyz/2020/12/03/three-line-tales-253/
I skip the news updates on Corona horrors and vaccine developments, except for the economic impact. I am not afraid of death. Yet, I think I’ve seen death closely than ever before - lurking in eyes, expressions, behaviour patterns, ostracisation of people considered unsafe ….making me fear it will continue as an obsessive compulsive disorder … Continue reading Death by Excess
Remember those halcyon days we held hands and walked across green lawns? You whacked me once, because I stole an apple from your bag. I had to explain I was hungry, and it was forgiven. innocence cutting all divides soul-to-soul bonds ruled Will I let you enter the sanitised environs of my house today? It … Continue reading A-changing
burning paths through wallsshadows cross before you do-check what obstructs you https://only100words.xyz/2020/11/26/three-line-tales-252/
signals from natureabound- I dread dark wintersin dried human souls https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/11/25/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-november-25th-2020-hoarfrost/
The theme for the week given by Colleen Chesebro is a haiku written by Sue Vincent clouds cover the moon, beyond dawn's pale horizon sun rises unseen ©2020 Sue Vincent My take perceptions based onrange of visibility-our simplified worldshelp us wax poetic onunknown complex universe https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2020/11/24/2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-204-themeprompt/
Those twinkling eyes behind the branches looked at me in curiosity, but stepped behind as I advance with my phone camera. Shyness or fear? It is lack of trust, as the mother snarls at me for coming too close. I move away to respect their privacy, but keep watching the babies on natural swings. Baby … Continue reading Nature’s protectors
inflammable pilesready to burn, emit lightattract moths -they knowwhat it takes to sacrifice,partner in fruitless journeys-who knows what will it be worth? https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/11/23/what-do-you-see-57-november-23-2020/
remix of my songs lilting through those banned dance barsa last hiccup - for I decide not to live morediaries chucked in the bin https://dversepoets.com/2020/11/19/mtb-jisei-japanese-death-poems/