first cherry blossomssoft whispers of pink and whitespring's tender murmur fiddlehead ferns curlnature's green scrolls unfurlingin dawn's moist embrace twittering of birdsdawn's chorus greets the sunrisedaybreak's symphony 24 Seasons Poetry Challenge
April saw examination halls buzzing with tension An eerie silence tells me schedules have changed. There is a new class starting somewhere, only to break again for the summer vacay. It is time to pause. It is time to plan the future. It is time to break trends and take off at a tangent. April … Continue reading April
I locked the past and threw away the key. Some other people came looking for it to extend and exploit history. They reinvented me, but this version (past + imagined) has nothing to do with the real me. I look at the image in the mirror which is not mine. The key has again landed … Continue reading Fiction
unpopulated islands fascinate mewhere I see the same Sun, Moon and Skyyet create a different Earthplay demi-God for a short whilewrite my own rulesonly to scrap them every day. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PdQIY6lSOWg a criminal who bought an islandcalled it Kailasaproclaimed himself Kingnow begs other nationsfor medical asylumin return for a fortune this conditioned bodyreared in particular environscraves … Continue reading Palinode
greenssymbolsof life - yetvulnerablemortal magic playsout symphonies to lastas long as memory doeseach strand of grass or falling leafleaves a story to overwrite onbut never be replicated again Puzzle This - Saturday Mix
Cicadas measure time differently.they carry the weight of fableson gossamer wingsemerging from graveyardsto hum unheard songs Friday Faithfuls at MLMM
Raised to the power of something …. gives ideas of exponential growth. It is about reaching a place beyond what we imagined possible. The superscript gains credence with the limitations of our thought - just a character elevated to a place it was destined to be. I look at Instagram pictures of my friends in … Continue reading Superscript or subscript
Welcome back! PROMPT #325 I've picked up two lines from a cryptic poem to serve as a springboard in this week. The full poem can be found here. whilst searching for my sanity,I've become my own worst enemy. Cruel Compassion, Collaboration with the Silent One by Ink Empress You are free to use these lines … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #325
Ink spills like thunderstorms on paper,A canvas for anger, a silent escape.Punching bag whispers secrets of rage,Music blares, drowning out the noise.Running shoes pound pavement's release,Frustration finds its outlets, seeking peace. Six Sentence Stories
intellectsoaring highbuilding structuresin the airto meet the sky let’s chatlearn each other’s lingoto understand firstthen collaboratemaybe invadethere’s nothing leftto be called private why did we remain strangersfor so long?children of the same Godcluelesswithout a common codeThanks for the influenceBad, indifferent or good earthlings write poetryon the moonand then swoonwonder if someoneon another planetwatches themworships, pinesor … Continue reading Heights
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