Drowned thoughts

Alphabets retained in memory as images, put together as words and sentences convey a meaning and conjure different images.  Punctuation is derived to save me from drowning in a sea of words, but the human mind does not stop being ingenious.  We turned full circle and returned to images …er, emojis. I dream of myself … Continue reading Drowned thoughts

Soul’s memoirs

Soul’s Memoirs ….. by Aishwarya

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P.C :- Reena’s Exploration Challenge

whispers,

trying hard to ,

percolate soul’s memoirs,

feeble standing guard at threshold,

stiff try.

Poetry Form :- Cinquain ( 2/4/6/8/2 syllables)

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting the Reena’s Exploration Challenge #169. The challenge is to use the above picture as an inspiration for a piece. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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Unpalatable truth/ palatable lie

Unpalatable truth, palatable lie ….. by Punam

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Nostalgia blurs the rough edges
bringing into sharp focus
only the pleasurable moments
making past a perfect browsing ground.

Avoiding a jab of reality
living in soft focus
often makes present palatable
in the present times.

Closing our eyes
masking our true selves
not living by our own rules
will our future be a photoshopped life!

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #169

What do you see # 66 – January 25 2021

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Etymological Grace

I once met a renowned author. Neither did I take a selfie, nor autograph .... just stopped reading his books. You can feel, not define unquenched thirstas eyes grow weak, but books come firstdark-rimmed glasses frame my old faceshowcasing a mind one cannot ace as eyes grow weak, but books come firstI befriend authors, meeting … Continue reading Etymological Grace

Amusing myself – with voices

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No new writing today, so far at least.

No. Today has been filled with Voices. I have completed drafting my voices picture poetry book – Voices (In The Trash). It is similar to the Beechworth Bakery Bears in format – images with a poem they inspired, as a spread across 2 pages of an 8.5 x 8.5 inch book. Essentially, a Children’s Book format, though I don’t really consider myself a children’s writer.

This particular collection of conversations originated from a walk around a large Trash and Treasure Market in Daylesford, Victoria, a couple of years ago. I was fascinated by the life I saw and felt in the myriad objects that filled up a huge space. Everything I saw had a voice and demanded to be written.

So. Today I have finished (or nearly finished) my design work and have made all of my quality compromises to create a…

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Unboxed

You fling it open for the first time/but I’m gone A box that held my dreams A box that was my vision board A box of changing aspirations A box that captured transitions You fling it open with suspicion/ but relax It shows flowing water It shows many versions It shows evolution of spirit It … Continue reading Unboxed

Boxed

humans in boxes complain the box is different from what others  live in… they feel uncomfortable In fresh air It’s scary, they say too much freedom… They look for  a change of box not a way out maybe a way to a larger box https://dversepoets.com/2021/01/25/dverse-quadrille-119-no-way-way/