the mountain peaks are where they were greenery on the slopes has changed they don’t speak to me the same way have I changed, or the peaks re-arranged? with dreamy eyes and a buzzing mind I saw these from the crowded train now, I look for a sense of peace as I drive across … Continue reading Homecoming
“Hey… connectivity’s good here. You can keep in touch with your girlfriends back home. And there are nice girls here too.” “Do they pay well?” “Kinda …. Cost of living is low, and one can save enough for down payment on a house.” “That sounds good.” “Shall I speak to the chief around here?” “Yeah, … Continue reading Employment
The Four Horsemen ….. by Leonard White at lensdiary
The four horsemen rode through the land and in their wake left intolerance, anger, greed and debasement of the human soul. The horsemen never raced or galloped across the land but came at a slow, measured pace. People scurrying around, wrapped in their daily toil failed to observe the horsemen’s approach.
The first horseman rode a white horse. He infected people with intolerance. They divided into tribes of close minded zealots, reinforcing their ignorance of views held by other tribes.
The second horseman rode a red horse. He stirred people to anger and to express their views in violent ways. Peace diminished…
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dark fury out there but I break the glass to quell raging storms inside https://iwriteher.com/2019/05/28/i-write-her-weekly-haiku-senryu-challenge-21/
Cinema has gone digital, but I have changed. I feel suffocated in dark movie theaters. Screens at home serve the purpose well, with added benefits of multitasking. beauty of antiquity bewitching charms of the past forays into dark they once held me spellbound with cosy companions (276 characters) https://katmyrman.com/2019/05/28/twittering-tales-138-28-may-2019/
I wear all the blues raging oceans fail to calm fires lit by fags whatever’s burning inside becomes a grey gist of me https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/05/28/photo-challenge-265/
I am building a memorial for my dog – just installing a marble temple on her grave. It is to consecrate the relationship we shared with her – of unconditional love for one another. It might not hold any meaning for anyone after I die, because the value lies in my mind. There are people … Continue reading Consecration
Bingo-related Poetry .......... by Bladud Fleas
dreams turn true miracles count I survived bad forecasts does it make life less of a hard miracle https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2019/05/23/reenas-exploration-challenge-88/
