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Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 135- Are you listening?
Are you listening? …. by Sadje
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PROMPT #135
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Listening is a lost art
People may hear you but few really listen
They hear what they want to hear
Their minds already forming the replies
Answers they would give without listening, without understanding
You fall silent
Thinking that it is useless
Words are not heeded
Tones or inflections of speech make no difference
Those who are engrossed in their own lives
Have no time to listen to you,
No matter who you are or what your thoughts are
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What will I do?
let me come in says jar of sin not kith or kin -I shut the doors then look inwards and head towards the sands… Coward! -my mind roars what will I do if I could go all the way - do what I abhor I may sin too not remain true let … Continue reading What will I do?
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #135 — Listen Twice
Listen Twice …. by Jade Li/Lisa
“Self-Portrait with Bandaged Ear,” by Vincent VanGogh
I’m about halfway through Chuck Palahniuk’s new book, “Consider This: Moments in My Writing Life After Which Everything was Different,” and the prompt phrase today reminds me of something Chuck says in it. In the section, Establishing Authority: Your Storytelling Context, he says,
Context and source are more important now than they’ve ever been. So if you were my student, I’d ask you, “Who’s telling this? Where are they telling it? And why are they telling it?”
Palahniuk, Chuck. Consider This (p. 40). Grand Central Publishing. Kindle Edition.
There is no way to separate the writer from the story. It would be akin to looking at the self-portrait by VanGogh where he is missing his ear and not wondering what the story behind it was.
Everyone is selling something. In the writer’s case, it is a personalized point of view. If…
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Fourteen Lines
I'd missed the prompt from Frank Hubeny, https://dversepoets.com/2020/05/07/doubly-perfect-fourteen-lines/ so decided to give it a shot here. they see ice crystalsthey etch a facethey give me a namebut that is not me they etch a faceunaware of rage withinbut that is not me-I burn in resentment unaware of rage withinthey see ice crystals-I burn in resentmentthey … Continue reading Fourteen Lines
Till you are blown
I build castles in the air and taste hollowness rooms resound with laughter but it all dissipates up there Yes, I’m Fantasy, I power your minds create worlds where you can thrive I’m intangible, I’m ethereal I can’t mimic the flesh, though I strive Grab what’s floating around and make it your own give it … Continue reading Till you are blown
Fading glow
Shooting Pain
A sharp pain shoots through my head on the left side, as my husband animatedly makes a political argument. We do not support the same ideology. Life is back to normal in a while, but the pain continues. I wonder how much of it is psychosomatic. And what exactly is the trigger that generates discomfort … Continue reading Shooting Pain
News
News .., by Punam
Some days I shun news
(like the plague or should I say covid 19 now)
on others, I am a news junkie
zombie like watching the flickering screen
letting the incessant babble attack me from all sides
getting teary-eyed and raging by turns
being a willing puppet
to the machinations of paid media
carried away by the insincere rhetoric
And yet there are days
when I watch the daily tamasha* for amusement
like a bystander
same information disseminated differently
by those who support the official policies and the opposition
the righteous table thumping and fist pumping
criticism cutting to the quick
and conveniently legacy issues raised
it is a challenge to separate the truth from the gobbledygook
no one really bothered about the real affairs
scoring points, projecting concerned persona
more pronounced now than ever
my amusement turns to distaste
when the unfolding tragedy of migrants
fails to stir anyone…
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Show Me
Pathway to finality …. by Susi Bocks
Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #135
And then watch what they do!
your words are lies, man
you destroyed the sacred trust
it’s over, it’s done
*This piece was originally published on I Write Her 4/29/2018 but still relevant and apropos to this prompt.
