We saw the first rains of the season today – propelled by a cyclone called Nisarg (it means Nature). Guys are glued to TV sets checking the direction of the storm, and what damage is it causing on the way. I extend my palm out to feel the glorious promise of rain – respite from … Continue reading Droplets
Writing ….. by Punam
Somedays…
words pirouette and tantalize
then bolt and disappear
syllables naughtily roll off my tongue
refusing to be counted correctly
thoughts are a jumbled ball of yarn
wickedly inviting me to unravel
ideas flit around like birds
tempting me to cage them
similes flutter on the edge of my mind
metaphors evade my grasp mockingly
I let them be
On others…
words string themselves into sentences
to flow seamlessly from my quill
thoughts and ideas are coherent and concrete
falling neatly into words
similes and metaphors adorn my writing willingly
nary a sign of delinquency
respecting the process
I try not to force the flow.
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PROMPT #137
I give below three phrases
Choose one or more to elaborate on your writing journey – not necessarily through this phase. It could be anything that happened before, or you foresee as happening after this.
No words.. by Deepa
My writing journey …. by Len
My writing journey began March 1,2018 when I joined the WordPress family. I had turned 70 and was reading an online article by Professor Jordan Peterson when I glanced at a WordPress icon at the bottom of the page. Being curious I clicked the icon and ended up following the instructions on becoming a member, it took all of 30 seconds. My biggest decision was the naming of the site and as I used to keep a diary from time to time, I decided on an online diary. So I named my site lensdiary. This process took me all of 30 seconds. My first blog introducing myself included the following:
My name is Len
Three score and ten
The biblical age
For leaving life’s stage
But I’m not done yet
My initial attempts at blogging were mainly…
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Social media posts spoke about senior lives being silenced in corona-infested hospitals, as the medical infrastructure was inadequate to manage the load. It is the base thought behind the piece ... What were their last thoughts, when a needle pierced into their consciousness, transporting them to another level? They were old, and the system could … Continue reading Sunset
essence of you comes alive in patterns of ink expressions painted with care thoughts fleshed up in words reflecting my interpretations of the Essence of You meanwhile… you change colors mutate In amoebic movements grow hydra heads challenging authenticity of my picture if this happens you react in this manner but then…. you … Continue reading Writer’s Cave
gratitudeelevates conscienceliberatesfrom despaira give and take buildsatomic structure of life https://amanpan.com/2020/06/01/eugis-weekly-prompt-gratitude-june-1-2020/
light in a window blinds me to unknown, unseen faces unheard voices trapped in the castle awaiting release their desperation to surpass, to suppress the sole visible figure grows as the New Moon swells in size the next New Moon sees a new face in the same window claiming spotlight and many others … Continue reading Rules of darkness
Sadje’s take on Exploration Challenge #137
Reena is the host of Reena’s Exploration Challenge
What does it all do to a writer’s sensibilities?
PROMPT #137
I give below three phrases
Choose one or more to elaborate on your writing journey – not necessarily through this phase. It could be anything that happened before, or you foresee as happening after this
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Reading can broaden your mind
You’ll learn new things and points of views
New facts and a new way to look at old ones
But at the end of the day, it’s the writer’s reality
Pontificating from their writer’s platforms
Sitting in their writer’s caves, sometimes away
From real life, it’s real struggles and challenges
You can take it as the gospel truth or you can
Analyze it, dissect it and put it together again
It is important to learn the truth from the source
To get the…
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life slips away like sand through my fingers in moments -treasured, feared -of despair I wonder what to let go what to pick up -put away for eternity -restore or repair Sky is eternity the framework against which -I build castles in the air https://dversepoets.com/2020/06/01/quadrille-105-cry-havoc-and-let-slip-the-dogs-of-war/
