you painted on my back the stars and skies I missed in life love that binds follows me like claustrophobia I need to tell myself stains are washable not tattoos that kill I need to tell myself love is freedom - and never greater than life Photo Challenge #241
I cheered for truth in hostile environs till falsehood claimed me I cheered for freedom amidst dictators till bondage chained me I cheered for life on the hospital bed till death claimed me I cheered – to have my say, my way -I lost myself (44 words) Quadrille #70
nature bounces back in the form of disasters if abused, but shows stories of survival it knows power to manipulate not only corrupts but addicts the world to remote control devices yet it refuses to collaborate with its tormentors it refuses to believe what they believe and fairy tales … Continue reading Persistence
starkness of branches mourn incompatibility with silvery opulence of season’s offerings warm teardrops mourn inadequacy to thaw snowy hearts celebrating solitude layers of foliage await their turn - to play with sun and shade and fascinate those who care Thursday Photo Prompt
It destroys It consumes It lights up It transforms It purifies It renews It warms It burns hidden fires inside me give energy to vaporize to create to resurrect to recommence life after death Poetics at dVerse
I couldn’t have done it alone divine interactions with the unknown flow through my soul spilling out words, sounds unheard of before helping me make sense of the world around like I’ve never done before. I couldn’t have done it alone bits and pieces of my psyche rearranging in patterns creating unseen art to enrich … Continue reading I couldn’t have done it alone
my innocence walks ahead of me beckoning, reminding all that is lost and all that is added wisdom acquired in the intervening years a journey of intrigue many lifetimes lived in one I lost count of time in the sound of footsteps chasing shadows colors of dreams flying with non-existent wings (278 characters) … Continue reading Color of dreams
PROMPT RESPONSE One road to safe anonymity Other a stormy path, down under Will she take the road less travelled, blazing trails like the thunder? Will she just exist, or choose to live Will she just breathe, or breathe fire? She was born to recreate destiny All roadblocks drew her ire. She walks alone, but … Continue reading MISSION
waterfalls of time un-drying, unstoppable never turning back absorbing the soluble you and I enjoy generosity then flow along to experience cruelty banging ourselves against big stones finding strange objects to be owned or thrown we alter states, as the Sun moves an adventure in every breath - Do the Devil and God live out … Continue reading Rollercoaster ride
light, sound, sun and speed enhancing silvery streams what lies beneath the dark stones interrupting maiden dreams? weaving uncertainty- in intermittent joys and pain what lies beneath the dark stones slippery paths, mossy veils? caught in whirlpools, I fear monsters throwing me off gear What lies beneath the dark stones? Atlas balancing the Earth… … Continue reading What lies beneath?
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