A topic close to my heart - one day, rage will have its say - by VJ Knutson
Invisible Forces
Art creates the New Man
Thank you, Merril D. Smith, for suggesting than an erasure poem might fit the prompt. I found an article by Maria Popova on Brainpickings, about art being omnipresent, but not recognized or visible as such. It is about the biography of Walt Whitman by John Burroughs. She calls it more than a biography. Here's the … Continue reading Art creates the New Man
Shackles
Just take the first step chains you see are dark smoke. embers died ages ago while you slept feet heavy with inertia eyes blinded by illusion -you are cared for. revolution and rotation around its own axis are simultaneous. What kept you tied down while the earth moved? touch the boundaries where … Continue reading Shackles
Dreaming
moving pictures frame my sleep I know not if it’s shallow or deep till a sharp sound breaks the spell but memories of it I keep. Was it a nightmare or a dream? Did I smile, or did I scream? the pictures are the same I think impact forms my mental scheme. will … Continue reading Dreaming
Poetry Forms – The Rubaiyat
Frank Hubeny is hosting a classic form of potery - The Rubaiyat on dVerse this week. Do visit to get enriched. via Poetry Forms – The Rubaiyat
Harbingers
harbingers- pregnant pauses which shape thoughts in color of expectations to recreate a future I often stop to think would it have been different if the messenger had not appeared at that destined moment? Poetics at dVerse Poets Pub
Game of life
ambitions nurtured by love-filled hearts stars in the eyes Life – a game of cards with unexpected deals shows and surrenders, bearing the brunt of clubs and spades awaiting emergence of jokers in the pack Life – A game of chess where we are pawns masquerading as queens manipulated by Kings (278 … Continue reading Game of life
Well-crafted
carefully reconstructed remnants of memories do not fill the void inside. I still long for snug woolliness of cloud-like imagination which carried me through childhood years this is what it looks like -a well-crafted replica of irreplaceable, inimitable conceptual treasures lost in growing up. (44 words) All about reminiscences of a lost era … Continue reading Well-crafted
Soul
Eugenia's poem soul- imitates fervor, continually feeling, forever passionate. a soft-spoken soul making the world a better place always with a smile graceful and cheerful engaging mingling spirits the epitome of spiritedness soul- My 'Soul' extension soul- unseen, intangible yet makes it presence felt drives life, belief in afterlife force difficult to decipher subject of … Continue reading Soul
Expectation management
A life steeped in misery wasted in regret failure in expectation management…. Who set the bar for me? Am I obliged to take those steep stairs to reach where I din’t want to be earn a success label which fails to make me happy? Quadrille #72
