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Hidden in childhood & #RXC #poetry
Chosen by Virtue …. By Jude Itakali
Hey everyone, before my take on Reena’s Xploration Challenge, I have some sparkling news.
It gives me great pleasure to announce that I’ll be part of the upcoming Hidden in Childhood poetry anthology. Huge thanks to Gabriella Marie Milton and Literary Revelations Publishing House for the opportunity to join over 150 remarkable poets in this captivating compilation.
If you open the pages of this poetry collection, you will be mesmerized by the talent of the contributors, and by the range of stylistic approaches they use to recreate the world of childhood. The pages you will read memorialize the beauty and magic of childhood – remembrance of love and fairytales – as well as its ugliness – abuses, poverty – that unfortunately still exist in our world…
Extract from Gabriela’s preface, continued HERE
This really does promise to be something special.
Okay, do you sometimes accept to be taken advantage…
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It’s not Friday yet
“The glare was blinding. I stopped in my tracks ….” “And you reached nowhere?” “I am now here. A window opened in the sky, and a resounding voice asked me to change tracks.” “A window in the sky? Whom are you kidding?” “I’ll show you a pic.” “So, there was a camera lurking somewhere?” “There … Continue reading It’s not Friday yet
Provoked
“Provocative statements lead to deep insights. It brings out concealed and suppressed thoughts.” “Hmmm… You’ve built your career in law with this strategy.” “I need to bring out the truth, to take the case forward.” “And sometimes, plant seeds of a thought which did not exist before.” “What are you arriving at?” He is visibly … Continue reading Provoked
Dreams, Vision and Mission
limitations of visionexclude wondersor horrorson another plane dreams open upsubconscious worldsbut I take them assignals from universe I’m a part of the universeIts energy flows through meYetunfamiliar is strangebelief systems restrictacceptance of real let me open uptill magical realms showdreams and visionare as real as me-it’s my dream-it’s my life’s mission https://forms.office.com/pages/responsepage.aspx?id=0-ENcQEpR0aJ5zsB8cKAbWByp9X292BEmTPKJ12MzOhUQVVRTk1BMEFQWUhGN0lXM0VVWE1MUFJPOS4u dVerse Poetics
Uplifting blues
she scoops her insidessurvives dreamy rideson golden sands, oceans blueauthenticitybold vivacitybanishes clouds, skies are blue I see her flash smilesstretching empty milesLet me see your soul, I saysilence engulfs windssongs unheard-she singsfrom other dark worlds she slays it's chilly out theresnowy paths nightmarewhat will warm you up, she asksfind your soul, let burnlet energy churnbask … Continue reading Uplifting blues
Dreams
poetry on the tableelucidated by bold flavourscolours visit from art palettesflash on her vibrant outfitDinner with her – unforgettable “Have you visited fairyland?”words in book ostensibly grandher laughter lights up skiesthe room turns darkIt’s time to disband Quadrille at dVerse
Masterstroke
Masterstroke by Aishwarya
P.C :- RXC # 262
To the accompaniment of beats and drums,
dance and music,
They are carried to a place far away,
one last time on shoulders of gratitude.
Devoid of colours and life,
Death, a final engagement on this planet,
A special somebody to me, a nobody to everybody.
Pain, can’t be easily put on paper,
neither can be shared ,
days, months, years or a lifetime it takes.
Old sands of time give way to newness, undoubtedly,
But bouts of pain, hurt, loss too cloistered to be revealed,
Like pieces of puzzle waiting to be assembled they thrive around our being,
in abeyance.
Random dreams paint vivid caricatures,
In it I hold on to what never really was,
Evolving in dreams,
i gather strands of reality never lived,
Wondering whether, death a final dream
where pain obliterates on a different plane ?
A masterstroke.
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Ruefully yours
keys to a treasuredismissed as junk decades backmock my ignoranceshow missed opportunitiesI have nothing but regret https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2023/01/10/photo-challenge-448/
#stillness#
Stillness …. by Destiny
Written for Sadje’s : What do you see # 168- January 9, 2023
Poised ethereally
amidst the stages of her life
void of emotions
Downcast gaze, a corpse
breathes amongst the dead, simple
elegance of life
Rosy shadows of
pasts imbue her pale presence
in deathly stillness
Hidden to be found
perhaps or not, cast amongst
stone, alive yet not
Treasured pieces carved
in tragedy, frozen through
pain and misery
Some wounds inflicted
by life, takes your breath away
yet leaves you alive
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