updationraised walls between usunbridged gapsin mindsetsspeed of change makes you think- whatgrowing apart means https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2022/11/17/reenas-xploration-challenge-257/
Growing apart
updationraised walls between usunbridged gapsin mindsetsspeed of change makes you think- whatgrowing apart means https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2022/11/17/reenas-xploration-challenge-257/
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“It’s an electric pole, not a cross.” “Oh, my Gosh! I see hope and then it vanishes…” Diana is the eternal pessimist, believing in doomsday predictions and her companions are at the verge of exasperation. They decide to ignore her and get busy clicking pictures of the majestic peak in front of them. Locals believe … Continue reading Faith
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The image that stares back at her is not too flattering. Maybe the camera on her device is harsh. Sadly, only Zoom offers filters. She wonders what people see when they look at her - the image she sees in the mirror or the one that appears on screen. The mirror is kinder. They’ve been … Continue reading Mirage
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I can hear dry leaves rustling outside, but overall it has been a rather quiet season. Astrologers convince people to suffer silently, as Mars and Jupiter are in retrograde motion. There’s hope at the end of the tunnel as they say, but spring is still a season away. News channels are abuzz with political conflict … Continue reading Lull
The chosen form is Anaduo Any number of sestetsSyllalbic 11/11/8/11/11/8Meter: All lines are acephalous anapesticRhyme Scheme: aabccb widows mourn in black; or so the whole world knowsin the folds of darkness is her future thrownher indifference peeves the world strong-headed, uncaring she's made out to bein her moment of grief, un-bended stands sheher gray scarf makes a … Continue reading The Widow
Another shadorma for you, Sadje indulgencetainted luxurynot a sinyet guilt strikesterrified of hospitalswe surrender soon What Do You See
The nature of freedom …. By Jude Itakali

Sometimes I ponder freedom as a concept. I watch both its chosen and self-proclaimed disciples. Those that want it, those that need it, and those who have been better off without it.
What does the blood of conquerors do with freedom, but to wreak havoc upon all others.
In a land of many tribes with many languages, and many beliefs, will choice represent freedom, or will it bring anarchy?
Can anyone hold the patent to what freedom should be?
Should anyone impose their way upon another?
The ways of this world
evolve with changing knowledge
But the cores are wise
they have stood the test of time
Identities set in stone
Is freedom a thing like Death, profound and meant for all?
And if it is like death, then the way we perceive it…
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