Art: Portrait of Eivind Eckbo” painted in 1914: multiple identitiesmultiple mirrorsI often forgethow to greet myself solitudea scary vacuumclueless about my valuea trophy on the shelf Art: “Portrait of Mary Alice Eckbo” painted in 1914 kaleidoscope of dreamsforces my stepI charge aheadwith multiple handsto grab destiny Poetics at dVerse
Demands placed on depth of my beingExcellence redefined to challengeStern misgivings of the universeTurning wheels not always in controlI breathe nevertheless; discoverNew reasons to live; firm steps coverYawning distance between joy and fate Tanka Tuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge
those who can fightthose who can inventthose who can searchthose who can renewreinvent and start afresh Fate fights themto punish or rewardfate chases thembut success eludes itas they escapeephemeral destiniesto design new ones Weekend Writing Prompt
She peeked back over her shoulderto check that the coast was clearfor happiness to float in her lifelike a gentle breeze, not a stormlike a cosy home, not a shared dormwhere freedom is eternalcompliance not the norm She peeked back over her shoulderto leave without regretsto say a final goodbyeto all she once believed was … Continue reading Crossroads
This refers to the murder of a journalist I'd never heard of, till the assassination brought many stories to light. You can read about her on Wikipedia it was the only way she knew to liveit was the only voice she spoke withbereft of veilsor diplomatic shieldsaccused of stealing laptopsshe fought extremistswith a bare pen … Continue reading Gauri Lankesh
picturesque valley-depth of commitmenttouches unseen heightsmoves spectators in a row touch-me-not beautyborrowed from godsattracts and rebuffs;purifies and glows no magical faeriespopping out of cornersyet, life changes whenintangible magic flows Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
quadrilling my way through forty-four mirrors I saw angles, shapes I’d missed before I hauled others in the hallway, to show the difference between reality and perception How it altered the world around us as narratives changed… and we faced each other as strangers…. Quadrille at dVerse
rockets of misinformationunleashedplanets jump out of orbitsperceive invadersas messengers of Godspelling doom rockets hit the Sununplanned self-immolationbut remnants of liesscattered in the universefake orbitsto house planetswho misinterpretedPower It destroys the sourceyet lets the impact remain-polluted mindsetscarrying imprintsof what ceased to existmemories ago Power and Illusionshake handsit’s their best kept secretso far … butnot so good … Continue reading Power and Illusion
flummoxed byunexpected endingsI walked overnew beginnings moods dominated.by darknessoften forgetmagic of dawn something you left behindoutlived its relevancewhat’s yet to begincarries significance sky is an illusionpushing youto touch the unknown silent stars below youstruggle to speakto changeline of visiontell youyou’ve already risenabove destinations they don’t stop youfrom flying highbut just acknowledgetargets reachedor those that came … Continue reading Don’t stop, just acknowledge
dreamsmeetingreal life-a growth cyclehazy memoriesburied disappointments-sorting out thoughts and feelingsmirrors reflect maturationall that happens between life and death What Do You See
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