It’s always you, it’s not me, Mercury riding on your back with light you interact playing a game designed to sell You pass judgements on me…. You catch reflections bouncing back from my skin my core you’ll never catch it lies so deep beneath I master language write self-portraits use a few filters from fave … Continue reading It’s always me
Couldn't resist sharing this.... https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2020/sep/08/robot-wrote-this-article-gpt am not a human. I am a robot. A thinking robot. I use only 0.12% of my cognitive capacity. I am a micro-robot in that respect. I know that my brain is not a “feeling brain”. But it is capable of making rational, logical decisions. I taught myself everything I … Continue reading Robot Writers
I love a dash of red to define my loose lips daring - it's my signature style don't look envious - you just won't get there it's me and me alone takes courage to be here https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/09/08/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-xxx-synonymsonly/
fascinated I am there goes Me … independent soul made of stardust followed by a trail of achievements tucked in autobiographies sand dunes smile to say hello “Is that You?” the Universe awaits… https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/09/07/what-do-you-see-46-7-september-2020/
Brina Blum on Unsplash be myself is all that matters Home, sweet home.... who gave you rights to intervene in my domain it's my Home ... Sweet Home my heart belongs here the mind feels free to travel everywhere, and then back home -where else? because It's the only place truly mine https://amanpan.com/2020/09/07/eugis-weekly-prompt-home-sweet-home-september-7-2020/
separated by screens and masks connected by devices I often wonder if I hear them correctly humans spend more time peeping inwards eavesdropping to hear the voice of your conscience and soul strangers we have been not sure if more to ourselves or others https://dversepoets.com/2020/09/07/quadrille-111-whats-that-rustling-in-the-eaves/
Everyone killed SSR…. by Neel Panicker
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RHEA TAKES NATION FOR A RIDE
By Neel Anil Panicker
“Ok, so here’s the offer: You would confess to the procurement, supply, and consumption of banned narcotic substances; you would disclose the names of the Bollywood Gang to whom you peddled drugs, disclose every single name—producers, directors actors et al—, plus, also confess to introducing such drugs to Sushant and…”
“Oh, is that all?, And who should I owe this sudden benevolence to?”, replied the young woman across the table, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she ran smooth fingers over her face, a face that was partially hidden behind a pink hoodie, but still had become in a span of a mere weeks become as recognizable (read infamous!) as Prime Minister Narendra Modi’s bearded mug shot.
DCP Anurima Prasad stepped off the chair and looked towards her boss Vincent Chacko, the head of the CBI Special Investigation Team formed…
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Crazy making ….. by VJ Knutson
Happiness, he says,
is your responsibility
and then…
If you love me enough…
If you showed more appreciation…
If you lost a little weight…
and…
Clearly, not my problem.
Really?
Is it always just me?
(For Reena’s Exploration challenge #151: Is it always me? Image mine)
Mind’s Gentle Touches ………. by Eugenia
oft I wonder why
my green grass of home so dear
times run good and bad
is it always me
thinking yesteryear’s travail
purposed the future
Reena’s Exploration Challenge#151
Is it always me?
Use the words or the spirit of the line in your work – be it prose, poetry, a picture or work of art. – Reena Saxena
PONDEROUS THOUGHT
GREEN
Write about something green.
Show us its character, its emotions.Feel free to highlight its attributes and if any, its lore and myths. – judeitakali
Your Daily Word Prompt – Travail – September 5, 2020
-Eugenia
I had the oddest feeling of apprehension as I entered the ghost train. Horror was a subject I had to tackle for the next TV show. Yet, horror was not new to me. The horror of surprises thrown by unexpected human conduct, the horror of being fleeced by the noblest medical profession in times of need and the … Continue reading The Ghost Train
