Grief

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Grief …. By Mich

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Grief

grief is like driving
over the speed limit
in total darkness
and people around
are yelling at you
for goin’ the wrong
direction, you went
there anyway
‘cos you wanna
be over driving
not seeing the light
then boom!
you hit the wrong spot
before you knew it
people who loves you
are now the ones grieving.

you’re off to some place
where grief is no longer
present.

P.S.

this photo felt like grief for me. it gave me a strong overwhelming emotion of sadness.

For Reena’s Exploration Challenge

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #250

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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #250

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Welcome back! Regret the delay in posting, as I was not feeling well yesterday. PROMPT #250 It is a picture prompt this week. There is no restriction on format of the piece. There is no last date either, unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap. Any post that is found to be offensive, … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #250

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #249/ Legacy

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Legacy …. by Indira

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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #249

PROMPT RXC#249

A single word,

LEGACY

but you can use any of these or other synonyms

Benefaction, Bequeathal, Bequest, Bestowal, Birthright, Devise, Endowment, Gift, Heirloom, Heritage, Inheritance, Patrimony, Provision, Settlement, Hereditament

For a further twist, you have a choice to include its opposite word

DEBT

or its synonyms

  • cross to bear

  • disgrace

  • load

  • millstone

  • misery

LEGACY

Hunger for knowledge

legacy I’ll leave behind

Carry forward, please

Ocean of knowledge is vast

Don’t waste time sitting on shore

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Surprise

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How can Time stop moving? How can this room be exactly the same as when grandmother left it? The aroma of chocolate cake hits his nostrils. But there can’t be an oven, if there is no electricity here. He pushes the door, the lights come on …..and his family is singing Happy Birthday… “What are … Continue reading Surprise

Eye of the storm

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“What’s happening out here? All the employees with broken arms in a cast? Accidents cannot cause similar injuries.” “I’m instituting an inquiry”, the Human Resources Head’s voice quivers as the CEO’s roar echoes across corridors. The smiles on faces with injured limbs belie a different truth. Journalists gather outside the office to cover the event. … Continue reading Eye of the storm

Getting back

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grateful for windowsI grab slivers of blue skiestouch infinitycarefully boxed existencecalls back with cushioned comfort Written for MLMM Photo Challenge #433

Lightning

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The Chosen Form is Cyclus The Cyclus is:○ a 12-line poem.○ syllabic, syllables per line 2-4-6-6-4-2-2-4-6-6-4-2○ unrhymed. flash ofsudden brilliancequick insight in darkness-a momentary strikefrom troubled skies-changesviewpoints-offers a choicebetween velvet darknessor illuminatedpathways tearingdark wombs Written for Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt - Theme - Nature of Lightning

September

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September is a seasonal transition - moving from monsoon to winter. There’s a sense of anticipation in the air, as the sky changes color from dark gray to brighter hues. Festivities and weddings start from October. It’s a busy period out there for traders, manufacturers and those in the hospitality business. Women get busy planning … Continue reading September

Old Oak Tree

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Old Oak Tree…. By Mich Navajas

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Old Oak Tree

dig a grave of me
upon the shallow old oak tree
no, not in the fancy cemetery where
people are laid to rest
for when i die i will not be at rest
i don’t belong there.

my soul belongs to the vastness of the universe
where i will wander and wander more
maybe in the wilderness i will see the beauty of life
i was deprived of when i was alive.

my spirit belongs to the deep blue ocean
where i could freely swim down
at the bottom of the sea and there maybe there
i would find peace i so long to have for free.

i belong to the skies
i belong to the seas
i belong to the mountains
the hills and the valleys.

dig a grave of me
upon the shallow old oak tree
and let me die freely in peace
let me…

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