idle dreamsunder a Tuscan sunset-wasting life inboat parties-floating aimlessly onchoppy watersin Krakow nights-planning a tripto Sunny Paris rich brats escapea vanilla existence-unaware of sea saltin tears-what mulling spiceslend to intoxication grounded mustard seedscrackling sesame seedsroasted to enhance flavourof a meal they know not how to cookof a life they know not how to leadof a … Continue reading Worth of life
shots of unitynot seen beforepaint and reinventforgotten sentiments-private ceremoniesto bury scandals,resurrect glorybehind closed doors-ignore a loyal forcewho faints but stands guardswear it’s not hardto be a part of history betrayals melt awayas flickering flamesmagnify glory of the orbspecter turns aroundnot hearing muffled soundsdisappointed by exclusionfearing interruptionsomeone breaks the wandand the spell ends they watch from … Continue reading Turning a page
It’s a much needed rolefor a starving actor’s soulcraving recognitionand some doughto keep mind and body whole a punchline delivered wrongcan land me in the aislebut one who got awayuncannily appeared todayright in the front row Written for dVerse Quadrille#160
-breaking the eggshell-outgrowing mediocrity-finding new groundor new surfaces-experimentingwith different channelsof communicationis all so intrinsicto growthto planting meaningin the mundanesoil of life Then, is it a crimeto renege on wordsI did not seeas a binding contract? Written for Weekend Writing Prompt
Who says we are made of stardust?Watch me glow as I become a sieve let sunrays penetrate my being-drive me to act, with no reprieve I’m born with a higher purposeOnly if I’m open to receive.... Written for What Do You See?
When did I become A searchfrom a pathway Who labeled a fading scar aspersistent ache Why did I agree to move mountainsand build a graveyard What blinded me enough to lose visionin search of light How did I change a metaphorto autobiography Written for Sunday Confessionals
from there to herefrom here to wherewhat a journeyin search of querencia he derides my kneeling posturethen, my folded handsand saysGo find it within … What a laconic expressionfor an iconic journeyfrom my world perceptionto a place inside me I only want sturmfreiwithout going astraythe devil’s wayA smooth sashayOf inspiring raysinto the core It matters … Continue reading Better connected
pouring creativity in routinesletting thoughts emergeclassifying, reclassifyingaccepting, rejectingenshrining, embalmingrelegating to binsout of my mind, butindestructible on the webbringing perspectives to lifefeigning empathywhile being engrossedin my own pathos Is this all workor life? Written for dVerse Quadrille hosted by Lisa
I draw the same cards, yet they don’t come up to expectationsA little jaded, they don’t feel the same or mean the sameFool, Magician or Empress, I’ve read them all beforeinanity irritates; they know not what I’m going through A little jaded, they don’t feel the same or mean the sameI move the prism, colors … Continue reading What changed?
We are receiving wonderful responses to RXC#246. Sharing a few... Grace Y.Estevez Reddy says Predictions tell what will form next,exotic tools of ancient text,withstanding time, jumping through test,advice will tell “Which path is best”. Spiritual soul, science filled mind,pulls messages from deep inside,tell mute stories that run and hide.some will be tough, others are kind. … Continue reading The Search & Gifts of Insight
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