Cloudy Chaos

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Cloudy Chaos …by Aishwarya

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From cloudy chaos,

Clarity flickers like a beacon of hope,

Luring into her maze of amazement,

Capturing in her trap,

She walks out like a mocking maiden,

Along with her bagful of ideas and tricks,

String of creativity remains to be woven!

42 words.

Thoughts :- Many a times ideas strike like lightning only to vanish within no time leaving me in eternal bewilderment. A tribute to those ideas which were never penned, nonetheless are an inspiration for this poem.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for running the Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 153. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #154

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Reena's Exploration Challenge Welcome back to another week of creativity! PROMPT #154 What you see below is neither an image prompt nor a theme. I prefer to see it as a background on which you have to write something. Do you see layers here, or is it just a two-dimensional image? Is something hiding out … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #154

Brightest in the Class

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“I really don’t know where I stand today. I quit jobs because I couldn’t tolerate all those specimens - manipulative or psychopath or womaniser or backstabbing bosses. A good boss remains a pipe dream, as I’ve now quit the corporate world for good.” “Do you regret doing whatever you did, Sandra?” “Not really. It could … Continue reading Brightest in the Class

Erstwhile

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“It is your decision, and I respect it, but I don’t know how and where will you survive with that outdated mindset of yours….” He was more exasperated than sad or sorry or disappointed, and it made a lot of difference. It somehow became a reaffirmation of my decision to leave. “I don’t expect you … Continue reading Erstwhile

Tasteless

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Pic: Dale Rogerson “Taste,” said my grandma, “is a function of all that you put in the pan, how and when.” I followed her advice religiously, while cooking meals for a husband who did not love me.  Very few words were exchanged between us. We lived in different worlds with different priorities, and blamed each … Continue reading Tasteless

Camaraderie

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A pair waiting for another, just like that.... for companions on a journey to walk or run together share, yes... but not speak For companions on a journey vocal in silence laden with camaraderie share, yes... but don't speak lest it breaks the spell, my dearie vocal in silence laden with camaraderie they move on, … Continue reading Camaraderie

Recycled Glory

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genes rejig expressions -of beauty  already touched -songs already sung -colors splashed on the sky  aeons ago nothing’s original except the magician who creates illusions of uniqueness, authenticity, immortalises  delicate butterflies, breeds vanity of the swan I feel insecure tipped on points moving on circles whose toes am I stepping on? whose life am I … Continue reading Recycled Glory

Table Talk

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Table Talk …. by Len

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Responding to Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 153. How do my thoughts get processed into words?
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Setting: My daughters house, family celebration of the triplets 15th birthday, Brianna, Kayleigh and Devin. Fourteen people seated around the dinner table.

Devin: Are kitchen cabinets made in the factory.

Grandad: They can be made in a factory or custom crafted. Why do you ask.

Mom: Devin’s into carpentry. He made his own bookcase.

Devin: I asked for a table saw for my birthday. Still waiting.

Grandad: Were you manufactured or custom made, Tarrin.

Tarrin: I was custom made of course. Nothing but the best.

Brianna: No you weren’t. Mom and dad adopted you from Sweden:

Tarrin: She’s always saying that just because I’m the only one in the family with blond hair.

Brianna: I’m only telling the truth.

Colleen: That’s not a…

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Warmth

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warmthdefinedby meetingof minds - long winterswill pass in a jiffy - and yetleave us asking for more, just for anything that binds https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/09/22/photo-challenge-333/