light in a window blinds me to unknown, unseen faces unheard voices trapped in the castle awaiting release their desperation to surpass, to suppress the sole visible figure grows as the New Moon swells in size the next New Moon sees a new face in the same window claiming spotlight and many others … Continue reading Rules of darkness
life slips away like sand through my fingers in moments -treasured, feared -of despair I wonder what to let go what to pick up -put away for eternity -restore or repair Sky is eternity the framework against which -I build castles in the air https://dversepoets.com/2020/06/01/quadrille-105-cry-havoc-and-let-slip-the-dogs-of-war/
silver moonlight hits hard rocks drenched in apprehension blasphemy will follow can't shed lingering aromas though... drenched in apprehension pain finds its place after joy can't shed lingering aromas though... those moments feel like eternity pain finds its place after joy women are born to be non-existent those moments feel like eternity they … Continue reading Minimized identity
Creative I grouped people put them in different rooms in castles of my mind different wavelengths different intensities but networked for sure… I visit some rooms frequently to interact to know how they are doing It’s not always a call It’s just in my mind... there are some I love to hate … Continue reading Rooms
shrivelled up crouched in Kindles floating in new forms pages not aligned yet the flow is fine… crystallized experience garnished with imagination sketches and metaphors concealed identities peeking through from characters books will never cease to fascinate to alleviate to mitigate pain seemingly intolerable.. https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/05/21/tale-weaver-276-books-21st-may/ Came across this pic of a public … Continue reading Bookworm
I wondered why they did not like me I was doing my best at whatever I was good at but yet … they did not like me I was not like them… I moved on doing my best at whatever I was good at there were many more who did not like me I … Continue reading A reason to live
holding fragile truth in cracks of my hands fearing dissipation of cherished fragrances shedding of petals which adorn life petals which perish but blossom again in new colors, shapes define sensibilities give new dimensions to senses in a post-truth era and fix all fixers https://dversepoets.com/2020/05/18/quadrille-104-oh-were-in-a-fix/ https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/05/19/photo-challenge-316/ https://amanpan.com/2020/05/18/eugis-weekly-prompt-cherish-may-18-2020/
I can’t breathe easy what is that lump in my throat? there are no tears just a choking sensation… I do those deep breaths I need to go for a walk get away from the scene think it is an aberration being told what to do creates discomfort It’s my life, my world those words … Continue reading That choking sensation
let me come in says jar of sin not kith or kin -I shut the doors then look inwards and head towards the sands… Coward! -my mind roars what will I do if I could go all the way - do what I abhor I may sin too not remain true let … Continue reading What will I do?
I'd missed the prompt from Frank Hubeny, https://dversepoets.com/2020/05/07/doubly-perfect-fourteen-lines/ so decided to give it a shot here. they see ice crystalsthey etch a facethey give me a namebut that is not me they etch a faceunaware of rage withinbut that is not me-I burn in resentment unaware of rage withinthey see ice crystals-I burn in resentmentthey … Continue reading Fourteen Lines
