“Sell off this junk. Buy some decent things." My son is visiting us for Christmas. “The income from this store took care of your college education. Now my health does not permit running it.” “I’m a brand new person after college. Renewal is the name of the game. You need to change the scene around … Continue reading Going with the wind
let’s take a walk on the beachgive the ocean a chanceto touch our bare feetLater, we’ll spend some timeon the rocksto hear crashing wavestell their secretssome of whichwe’ve already imbibedas they seeped inthrough our tired skin watch the Blood Moonwalk across the skybleeding stories from other worldshappy to get rid of nameshuman imaginationgives a rocky … Continue reading Blood Moon
walk over a chasm to reach the idylldark depths provoking imaginationsmooth white pathways leading celebrationsbe led up the garden path or downhill anti gods bring the ink, gods hold the quillI hear bells ring in alliterationawaken the demons, spark creation different perspectives emerge in synclet me be the bridge, let me be the link Written … Continue reading Dark in light
dreaded time of yearto pass through the eye of a needlebe scanned under a microscopeget electrocardiogramsto check increased heartbeats before I knowif the bell tolls for meor my future goes down the drainfrom the dreaded bell curve Written for Quadrille at DVerse What is a bell curve in performance appraisals. Read here
Meant to be…. By Jude Itakali
hallowed waters gaze
‘tween the above and below
mirrors to the soul
My soul was made in colour. Dark shades that once boasted of unending depths, and bright hues which flirted with boundless heights. But alas, the world judges in black and white. In one’s idea of right and wrong. In one’s perception of darkness and light.
Fall of reflections
‘pon season’s winds and rivers
one leaf, many paths
My soul is a concoction of hues. A cup of Familiar with drops of Strange.
It forms in a cauldron of Order, over flames of Chaos.
Uniqueness was meant to be my strength, yet the world has deemed it weakness.
life may lurk within
yet wait on the edge of sight
dawn embracing dusk
If evil is born from good, then good can be born from evil. For our souls are not damned by a father’s sin…
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Unattended Wound ….by Indira
ignored a wound scars remained physical emotional infection influencing mind mind in chaos unhappy unconvinced unsure unsatisfaction camping in the mind total disorder peace gone self-esteem at the lowest never leave a wound unattended every wound needs a closure
roots or reflectionsboth concealed and visiblelend valued insights What Do You See hosted by Sadje
Let Michelle Navajas be your voice ….
Voice
i never understood
how i made it through
all the ups and the downs
all the gaps and the in betweens
all the chaos and the tribulations
all the uncertainties and trials
i never understood too
why some women are lucky enough
to have the chance i have
the chance of a good life
the chance of providing a voice
for the muted ones
the chance of living my dreams
when some women out there
are struggling to make a living
yet i am very sure they
have the same skills and talents as i am
the same determination
the same spirit
the same courage
the endurance
the same resilience
yet hiding in a shelter
worrying how the future would be
or if there would be a future at all
so this is for each and every woman
whose lives have been changed by abuse
whose fates have been…
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chaosnot in line withmy plans and thought processit throws me off balance, out ofcontrol now watchdictators hidein the guise of helperswaiting to pounce on weak momentshate them… know whyI hate chaosdisorder disturbs peacemy unhindered existence, curbspower mirrorsshow same instinctsmy hunger for powerbeyond my life and existenceI fear RXC #252
I am bold …..by Carol Anne
I am strange
Maybe even crazy
But…
There’s never a dull moment
Yes. I have a t-shirt with this statement on it.
That I love!
I dare to be different. I am unique!
I am unique in my own special way!
And I don’t apologize for it!
I like being me! I am strange and crazy but I am me!
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #252 – Reena Saxena (wordpress.com)
