Shoulder-to-shoulder

we shared barracks, canned guavas  in sub-zero climes…. We argued on things of no consequence to pass cold nights…. We fought shoulder-to-shoulder now  he rests  on my shoulder voiceless, lifeless… his weight feels like  life  weighing  me down I’ll never look at life and death in the same way again strong, but ephemeral intense, yet … Continue reading Shoulder-to-shoulder

Make-believe

godliness cast in mouldsto make it tangiblein suspecting cruciblesof human minds god needs to look like menot wind, water flowingto receive His blessings-soul force divine clay statues satisfy-I've locked divinitymanaged infinityset to rewind I cheat the wind outsideknowing that God is intemples can't see my sin-conscience defined https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2021/02/02/tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-211-abhanga-or-poetschoice/

Re-emergence

sets of words - ring hollow with no meaning I break them, put those together again my story peeps through the page - amazing I wonder how long will bonhomie last I've seen friends change, goodwill slip away fast she said it again, with envy gleaming she's an old friend, so I just let it … Continue reading Re-emergence

Ropes

they celebrate bondage, swaying to tunes condemning freedom, dancing on sand dunes notice not - slipping ground, controls shift euphoria; all’s well puppets telling stories vanish, dropped from invisible strings - their pictures float  programmed memories thought - on controlled oxygen  welcomes contamination  as new awakening seepage of venom -  never cared to know -is … Continue reading Ropes

Etymological Grace

I once met a renowned author. Neither did I take a selfie, nor autograph .... just stopped reading his books. You can feel, not define unquenched thirstas eyes grow weak, but books come firstdark-rimmed glasses frame my old faceshowcasing a mind one cannot ace as eyes grow weak, but books come firstI befriend authors, meeting … Continue reading Etymological Grace

Unboxed

You fling it open for the first time/but I’m gone A box that held my dreams A box that was my vision board A box of changing aspirations A box that captured transitions You fling it open with suspicion/ but relax It shows flowing water It shows many versions It shows evolution of spirit It … Continue reading Unboxed

Boxed

humans in boxes complain the box is different from what others  live in… they feel uncomfortable In fresh air It’s scary, they say too much freedom… They look for  a change of box not a way out maybe a way to a larger box https://dversepoets.com/2021/01/25/dverse-quadrille-119-no-way-way/

Nightmarish

menacing, short steps bring him closer every moment venomous blues cloud imagination to torment I know it’s the end strapped to monitors once again “See what fear does,” he says addressing the interns “to neural pathways in the brain. Extrapolated vision tenses up nerves I’m not an executioner just look like one….” Darkness envelopes I’m … Continue reading Nightmarish

Transformed

dream-shopping for wavy hair alabaster skin I shut my eyes, await transformation eyes quickly darting away like those of a stranger bring home reality of non-recognition “Can’t you see my soul?” I cry but I worked so hard to hide behind layers and filters….. he likes my blue eyes but calls me by a  different … Continue reading Transformed

Factions

Factions -undermined divided manipulation conspiracy Factions -rhetoric overblown Blame games reign aspersions cast on national news channels Factions -provoked challenged forced to react then banned Factions  -cursed to remain where they are while others take charge with a smirk https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2021/01/23/weekend-writing-prompt-193-faction/