Uncalcify

calcified remains of stories I wrote and lived aeons ago   thought energy reverberating in the universe but transformed   how do I connect different threads to weave a whole fabric of soul existence?   my fragments are what I know let these define me till redefinition occurs

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #75

Welcome back, friends! PROMPT The challenge this week is a pretty short one – just one word. If you have to look it up, consider yourself safe 🙂 FOR THE NEW ENTRANTS There is no restriction on the format or the length of the piece. It just has to be your reflection on the prompt from … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #75

Not Quite – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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Random – In Other Words

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Not Quite

Random? That celebratory word
from the anarchists lexicon, and yet
a theory not quite stringless, not quite chaos,
an endless fibonacci moment,
only a statistician could love this child.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul,  pvcann.com

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मन का अँधेरा

English translation – The Darkness Within — of a Hindi Haiku set by hecblogger (Amit Agrawal)

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चाँद सा मुखड़ा मेरा
कहाँ देखा है किसी ने
मेरे मन का अँधेरा ।१।

मेरी धीमी मुस्कान
चाहा ही कहाँ तुमने
समझना मेरा सवेरा ।२।

उलझी हुई लट मेरी
संवारेगा कौन भला
इन उलझनों का डेरा ।३।

रंग रूप का खज़ाना
ढूंढ़ती हैं प्यासी आंखें
मेरी तमस का लुटेरा ।४।

मन एक मंदिर मेरा
कौन करेगा आकर
अमित इसमें बसेरा ।५।

In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 74

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #74 — Prayer to Maa Durga

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Reena is the host of this Exploration Challenge. Reena says:

The prompt this week is a collage. Pick any one element of it (a picture or quote), or more and let the thoughts flow. The choice is yours.

I choose to write about the Maa Durga statue in the collage.

Maa Durga,

you listen intently

to my prayers

and sit as still

as your very statue.

You care to hear.

You raise your hand

and say:

Worry

no more

I got this.

You know

I am ready

willing

able

to take care

of all of

your worries

your pleas.

These things

have already

been handled

you just don’t

know it yet

rest easy in

this knowledge.

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Born without ….

You were born without a sense of direction. And I am fool enough to plan these trips with you…. Trust me, I remember that we have to go left from here. We did that last time.  <Sigh> Last time was when you were ten years old…. “Dad, we have Google maps,”  interjected a sane voice. … Continue reading Born without ….