The flashback of life In the moments before death! veiled strategies fake sounds human masks the monstrosities within! Now, as I develop eyes behind And move from numbing pain to awakening… The knife stabbed in the back Is the Truth to be carried to eternities ahead! https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/05/30/tale-weaver-225-reflection-may-30th/
my sanity often questions me asking me to change mirrors and of course, my eye glasses… In which color do I see the world? who lives on other side of mirrors?will I be glad or sad to meet my alter-self ? I run away from question marks looking for asylum to find peace … Continue reading Beyond the glass
the mountain peaks are where they were greenery on the slopes has changed they don’t speak to me the same way have I changed, or the peaks re-arranged? with dreamy eyes and a buzzing mind I saw these from the crowded train now, I look for a sense of peace as I drive across … Continue reading Homecoming
the sky looked like ink, no stars, just black; that’s how it began. the moon did rise – solitary, like in choppy waters a swan it fluttered wings and sang a song, scattering moondust around’ one by one, stars appeared, like guilty kids – without a sound tales of betrayal deeply etched on … Continue reading That’s how it all began
capture life in shots – clicking away I see time quickly ticking away loveless life – in search of a meaning transient emotions slipping away I help someone, and look in their eyes embarrassed gratitude inching away but reciprocal acts do not come by I need them more than they need me, … Continue reading Nirvana land
I cannot help but stop and look at this inexplicable estrangement It is mysterious, It is cryptic, however…. Is it ambivalence? however hard I try I will always be lonesome and blame others for my loneliness How happy is the woolly ambivalence! Does the ambivalence make you shiver? Does it? https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/05/23/tale-weaver-224-estrangement-may-23rd/
I spilt oil on art paper yesterday You made it look like a map dry twigs pencilled on stains -an artistic twist on a talent I never had You sold it with due credits to me -originator of the art Mentor, where would I be without you? I’m eternally grateful -but the hollowness sings … Continue reading I see but don’t like
bits and pieces of my soul chosen with care put together are not just a creative challenge -but emergence of my spirit -butterflies you see formed in labor -the pain of rebirth https://helenevaillant.com/2019/05/21/what-do-you-see-may-21-2019/ This is another sculpture on a similar theme. The son's statue is made from the pieces removed from the father's body … Continue reading Rebirth
starry pathways draw me to the moon till the Sun makes them invisible leaving me in the lurch I take a few steps ahead to test the skies Voila… I don’t fall I know my strength now -of feet which carve paths in ether https://amanpan.com/2019/05/20/brewnspew-may-20-2019/
Zillions of stars in the sky Oscillating between planets, or are they stationary? Divulging unspoken secrets of my life and yours Indicators to existence of other worlds unknown And here I am, so glued to my self Connecting dots to write my stories
