My grandmother said that a dog’s howling is a foreboding for death. I’m not superstitious and have never believed in these tales. I married a scientist, and we have a lovely daughter, Amy. Amy is at the very center of our existence, and gives us a purpose to live. She is in the ICU today, … Continue reading Scared
Awe Gee .... by Jen Goldie
What do I see …… at kittysverses
There, I saw something in his hands,
Which I didn’t have in my toy stands,
Immediately I yearned for it,
Fought, stood obstinate, cried over it,
Later, I saw him happily play with his siblings,
Wanting one was one of my constant grumblings,
Just when I thought,
I had everything, I was now fraught.
His cheer and smile was all that I could I see,
His tattered clothes, he doing odd chores after school with glee,
Wasn’t my cuppa tea,
Only then I realised,
I saw what I deemed convenient, stepping into another’s shoes, I never analysed,
Each one of us,
Has a story to tell, has a life to lead, saying thus,
A little bit of empathy, sans any fuss,
Would go a long way,
Render me with this thought, now and forever, here I pray.
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Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for…
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I saw this young man, let’s call him X, on a past life regression show, wanting to know about his bonding with a guy he met on the train. Somebody requested him for a change of seat with an enticing smile, and X willingly obliged. As fate would have it, the train was derailed, and … Continue reading Destinies
“I can’t be rich and famous, however hard I try.” “What makes you say ‘I can’t’?” “A track record of failures, and a not-so-glorious family history….” “I don’t want to sound clichéd, but did all the rich and famous people start on a strong footing?” “They are born lucky.” “Luck is a term invented to … Continue reading Release
I’ve always been sure of one thing in life – the kind of person I would never ever like to be. Then came the spaces I would never like to be in, and I avoid people who draw me there. The next step was the most difficult, but came naturally to me- discovering my core … Continue reading Individuality
“She is a truly nice person.” “What makes you say that? She’s nice because she accepts whatever you or I say…” “That’s a very rude way of describing her personality.” “Sorry, but she is as bland as a pancake or a pie base. The value lies in the topping or filling.” https://patriciasplace.me/2019/08/28/in-other-words-pancakes/
droplets sing and dance move together – with a force become waterfalls https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/08/28/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-august-28th-2019-waterfall/
Childhood …… by Len
When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
1 Corinthians 13:11
I grew up in East London the second eldest of six siblings, three boys and three girls.. We lived, mostly, in a three bedroom council flat. My parents in one bedroom and the boys and girls in separate bedrooms. My brother and I slept at opposite ends of the bed and were constantly yelling at each other “get your feet out of my face”.
I’m not sure why, but I was the one elected to look after my younger siblings. I would baby sit them and walk them to school…..and I didn’t mind or protest doing this. As I grew older, left school…
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I met you in your space aeons ago and liked your fierceness but life has changed since then and so my disposition I’m not submissive any more I choose my life over you – let’s part ways - unless you learn to respect my space https://colleenchesebro.com/2019/08/27/colleens-2019-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-142-synonymsonly/
