I enter dark streets engulfed by a fog of undefined feeling -deja vu strikes Have I been here before? Have I smoked a cheap brand exchanged small talk before driving away…. I guess not… but it is a life someone wanted me to lead someone I loved and lost… https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/09/21/what-do-you-see-48-21-september20/
She is all that I want my woman to be She is a dream She floats through the nights She is illumination Who blows all my lights She believes all that I like about me She is a collage built from figments of imagination She is a song composed in hallucination Her views are liberal, … Continue reading She is Me
west is where the sun sets, just to restmountains envelope the blazing sun-erased memories of the day callwith dusk, nightfall, imagined endings-azure, colour of hope now morphinginto grey, navy and then charcoalspring is a while away, not too farcool minds reflect, it's not end of day P.S The prompt line is from Les Murray ‘September’ … Continue reading Nightfall
ORIGINAL POEM I struggled I strived burnt midnight oil binged on knowledge be they books webinars or value-adding conversations I battled Scarcity of time to gather thoughts process write publish I tapped inner resources dug canals pathways for expression became a medium for thought energy to flow effortlessly -all done to make an impact -and … Continue reading Write like a dog, edit like a cat
It’s always you, it’s not me, Mercury riding on your back with light you interact playing a game designed to sell You pass judgements on me…. You catch reflections bouncing back from my skin my core you’ll never catch it lies so deep beneath I master language write self-portraits use a few filters from fave … Continue reading It’s always me
fascinated I am there goes Me … independent soul made of stardust followed by a trail of achievements tucked in autobiographies sand dunes smile to say hello “Is that You?” the Universe awaits… https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/09/07/what-do-you-see-46-7-september-2020/
separated by screens and masks connected by devices I often wonder if I hear them correctly humans spend more time peeping inwards eavesdropping to hear the voice of your conscience and soul strangers we have been not sure if more to ourselves or others https://dversepoets.com/2020/09/07/quadrille-111-whats-that-rustling-in-the-eaves/
Yes, I’ll be around when you look down wasting a life for a clown I was never taught to value myself no self-respect just a madness … and going down, down watching escalators carry your smartness your ego ballooning assessing, measuring distance between us forever increasing no self respect just a madness…. And going down, … Continue reading Just down, down….
observechurning within-all that takes me acrossice blue coolness of horizons-segue https://scvincent.com/2020/09/03/thursday-photo-prompt-serenity-writephoto/
