Sepia Tints

“I don’t know how many spirits have stopped by, or lived here in the last few years. It feels criminal to disturb their abode.” “You cannot build a new structure, without pulling this one down. See what a grand plan I have for our new home, ” he held the architect’s blueprints in his hand … Continue reading Sepia Tints

(Im)permanence

It was my first dream after coming to the city - living in the tallest building there.  A passer-by who saw me gaping at the heights whispered, “You know, only one window belongs to a person. There are so many up there, and so many wanting to get there.” He did not wait to hear … Continue reading (Im)permanence

Interlope

Interlope …… by tiredhamster

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Let them enter, the eyeless murmurs
Peering in as children had once done.
They’re not really there behind the window:
Faceless reflections, silhouettes without
skin or name, occupied by a memory
Refusing to leave. Let them into this night.
Some may gather by our fire, a dim voice
Grasping within; others will dash about,
Trying to find themselves behind a vase.
And then when sun approaches
Touch, they will slide beneath shadows.
Some will become lost elsewhere,
Others will return, black shapes stretching
Across glass, close to knowing.


Written for Reena’s Exploration #148.

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Care

you rolled on aimlessly - in unseen worlds -not knowing I'd counted with care ties for your vagabond wheels https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/08/18/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-191-photoprompt/

Silhouette ~ a tanka

Silhouette ……. by s.s.

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life in silhouette

drifting from eye to eye

judging aethetics

I check the leaks, worry the winds

oblivious to what you see

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Mindfills by s.s.

Reena’s exploration challenge #148 – silhouette

MindLoveMisery – Neeraj’s photo challenge

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What lies around the corner?

Elizabeth Gilbert famously spoke out battling two horses every morning - Fate, which cannot be controlled Free Will, which can be steered in the right direction Choosing the second horse is a no-brainer, since we have no control on the first. And maybe, the second can manipulate the first. But life shows us different scenarios, … Continue reading What lies around the corner?

In Between

“In between”….. by Len

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Responding to Reena’s prompt # 148 using one or all of the words: Spirit,Phantom,Silhouette, Shade. https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2020/08/13/reenas-exploration-challenge-148/

She died in her sleep, two months following their 70th wedding anniversary, and was buried four days later.

He spent the funeral in a dream. Dreams of their wedding day, a life well lived, the last day they spent together reading quietly in their favorite chairs. He could not let her go and requested a closed casket funeral, refusing to look on her lifeless body.

He arrived from the funeral entering a house haunted by her presence.

” Shall I put the kettle on” the voice came from the kitchen. He rushed eagerly forward but she wasn’t there. Her voice is still in my head, he thought as he reached for the kettle, filled it with water and placed it on the stove. Reminders of her permeated the house. Her clothes in the closet…

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Hesitant to love you #poetry #writephoto

Hesitant to love you ….. by Jude

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I’m nervous for this week and I can’t understand why.
I feel something impending and I just can’t shake that feeling.

But for now I’ll keep writing each night, and try to alleviate this trepidation.

Does your sixth sense go haywire too?

Anyway, the ponderous thought from this week’s Saturday Symphony inspired me to write this,

Hesitant to love you

The love withheld
Is the one we want the most

Desire leaks from your supple lips

As they moisten my cheek with a kiss veiled in innocence

Your fingers graze my arm as you turn to leave
Your need raking lust through my nerves
You know I want you
But you want me to love you

Alas, I do not remember how
My broken heart carries only a phantom love
A shade of the dreams you see in me
My mind is willing
But my soul beseeches reprieve
Yearns for…

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