The Man in the Mirror …. by hecblogger
a mirror image
of who he once was looks back
occasionally
he curses under his breath
what an emotional fool
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 197
Archive Sunday – Speak up!
Archive Sunday - Speak Up - by Eugenia
POWER LAW 4 – Let the other person come to you — SacredCircleforWomen
https://open.spotify.com/embed/episode/4DOeRIeA2Z3DnFJvhPsymS?si=J3xM4EKQQPqlyJRrF7ialg&dl_branch=1 Politics is entirely about power – gaining it and retaining it, winning it back again if lost. Corporates do have a business to run, and products or services to sell. But the most important lessons about power emanate from corporate corridors. A new president who had just taken charge invited an alliance partner for … Continue reading POWER LAW 4 – Let the other person come to you — SacredCircleforWomen
My self or not
My self or not …. by Punam
I believed I knew myself
every line mapped, every vein marked
the bumps and the dips, all accounted for
burnished and buffed for the world to see
then you came into my life
the “I” you showed me
is so different
I look into the mirror again
and trace the contours of my face
trying to find what you see in me
your fingertips, as they trail over my soul,
reveal facets unknown
your lingering gaze
unravelling all my resolves
your words peep into my future
showing me a different vista
the person I see in the mirror now is not me,
it hurts that I’ve lived with this stranger for so long
as I stare at mylikeness dispassionately
I see dark corners deftly disguised
the luminosity is also just reflected glory
I now notice a shoddily tied bundle of fake positivity
the inklings of chaos cleverly concealed
everything…
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Forgotten pen
I finally got around to cleaning the house, after a couple of lazy weekends. Contents of drawers spilt out. As I was changing the newspaper lining the drawers, a voice stopped me. Eerily, the paper spoke. “Check the date. You know a team worked so hard to get this out by dawn.” “In pre-pandemic times? … Continue reading Forgotten pen
POWER LAW 3 – Execute the plan perfectly
A baby is struggling to get on the sofa. A well-meaning parent picks her up and places her on a seat, but not necessarily on the sofa.
You ask the top boss for directions several times, and soon you find yourself reporting to someone in the mid-layer.
Any kind of dilemma, fumbling, indecisiveness puts you in a subordinate position. You have lost the lead.
I wake up with a clear cut action plan for the day, and start executing it. If someone intervenes with a demand, I give them a time slot saying it can be done after I complete this task. If their need is immediate, they manage themselves.
If you don’t do this, you’ll find time and life slipping away in catering to whims and fancies of others. Working from home is difficult, because there is a strong likelihood of your presence being taken for granted.
SYMPTOMS OF…
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Stalkers
https://open.spotify.com/episode/4HbpIho0A5MFC5Xrf6tvcY?si=RuMF-scsSdujm4MgRNCxYw&dl_branch=1 Hats off to Sara Maclachlan for putting herself in the shoes of her stalker! A stalker, however besotted or devoted s/he may be is a transgressor of personal space. They carry a deep hollowness inside, which they seek to fill through the real or imagined presence of another person. They live in their heads, … Continue reading Stalkers
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #197- She’s still with me….
She's still with me ..... by Jane Aguiar
Tending a Tinderbox. It’s a 6.
THE WASHINGTON TIMES
“Residents of NoVa Neighborhood Claim Dead Walk Among Them. Authorities Investigate”
THE WASHINGTON POST
“The Archdiocese of Washington Disclaims Knowledge of Local Exorcism”
THE ATLANTA JOURNAL-CONSTITUTION
“CDC Issues Latest Warning on Virus: Fatal with No Known Cure“
THE DENVER POST
“Local Mother Claims “Zombies Ate My Baby!”
THE CHICAGO TRIBUNE
“European Union Confirms 1st Case of “Zombie Virus“.
The young woman’s body shifted fitfully in the worn leather of the military Humvee, sleep taking her body by force, unconscious mind taken hostage to wander a nebulous landscape littered with shadows of society collapsed, her moans soft and muffled; Seven, moving closer to his charge, waited patiently for the sun to rise.
Myself is lost
Myself is lost …..by Eugenia
yesterday I was me
now I ask who might that be
that stranger I see today
took my sameness away
my me, myself and I
not what meets the eye
such a shame my name
I search for in vain
Reena’s Xploration Challenge#197
Prompt –
The person I see in the mirror is not me. It hurts that I’ve lived with this stranger for so long
Use the sentence above, or the spirit of it in your piece.
-Eugi
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