Calm seas
ńeath brewing storms
where morals turn agile
and perspicacious drifters long
for Self

Pity
enshrouds the spy
the unwitty witness
Innocence pays the maiden price
World’s Way

Of hope
on same wavelengths
fickle, is life’s grapevine
upon the volatile current
Of truth

Our fear
Precient ally
reveals and then withholds
bitter endings, brave beginnings
The Call

The You
you always tame
dewy-eyed explorer
wandering through life’s hypnosis
The spark

Tall Tales Corner

It is said that ‘art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable.’
Or so their picture-perfect family hoped, as they mounted a piece of spring in their livingroom. It was odd that on sunny days, those trees seemed to bleed and a face lurked in the background windows.
The patch of sunlight surrounded by shades induced a claustrophobic feeling…

I ponder over the inconsistencies of what is said and what is done,

wavelengths diverge,

collected through stroboscopic beams.

Hypnotised, I wander as if in a trance,

with none to call or connect,

in middle of a desert, muddled, without an oasis.

There is but a lot to learn and move along,

a single being evolving as collective entity,

what if it isn’t an entrainment effect?

66 words

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting RxC 272. The prompt is a word cloud of five words, “Entrainment, Stroboscopic, Wavelength, Hypnosis, Trance” and we were asked to choose any two to be used in our piece. Thank you Carrie for hosting Sunday Muse 251, where we are given numerous photo to choose as our inspiration. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

Written in response to https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2023/03/20/reenas-xploration-challenge-272-ma-only-trigger-warning-explicit-content-deadly-wavelengths/. This is my opening to my novel (not quite polished) In The Dark. The prologue is set twenty years before the main story, when my main character is thirteen.

I can slip in and out of Joe’s bedroom, what big bro don’t know.

Pushing the white door, lightly, I whisper his name; just in case. Inside, I shut the door with a soft thud.

His little green Christmas tree sits in the corner, covered in baubles. It’s so bloody neat in here. In little piles, his schoolbooks, probably in alphabetical order, are on his table.

Even his bed is made.

It’s like nobody lives here man.

Mum’s always having a go. Sarah, why can’t you be more like your brother? Your room is a pigsty. If you don’t bring those clothes down I’ll take out the wire from your X-box. Nag, nag, nag, every…

If you want to take part in the writing prompt, you can click on the link below to access it. Reena’s Xploration Challenge #272

You can choose to do any of the following.

• Choose at least two words from the above in your piece.

• Guess the theme and use it.

• Use synonyms of two words in case these words do not appeal to you.

Or use the theme and/or words in any other manner you like.

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Entranced in the wavelength’s sway,

Flashing lights lead us astray,

Lost in the trance, worries at bay,

Pure joy takes over, all night we’ll play.