The brick sailed through the airIn search of an abodewith honest wallsintegrated roofrooms flowing into othersto explore mindsetsaccept diversityunify improbable mates the brick reached the woodswhere it was accusedof dividing spacespromoting ownershipinciting warbeing immobilewhen opinions need to shiftor minds need to meet the brick – now porousby its own defeatinvites builders for trialthey retract; for … Continue reading The Brick
standing outside a templeI watch the faithfulrush in and rush out-Peace eludes I march onin search of warby the righteousagainst manipulation I call Godhear no thunderjust a recorded messagethe number you dialleddoes not exist traffic jamsoutside the templeintensify-Peace eludes Weekend Writing Prompt
I look around for a wandering soulincomplete dreams; life not so wholeI offer silent tears; hoping he hearsPeople stood for him; he was not alone He put life on the line to achieve a goalsentenced to death for a rebel’s roleHe stood for freedom; but a neo-monarchyaccused him of treacherous anarchy He was a writer; … Continue reading On a writer’s grave
Welcome back! PROMPT #305 The prompt this week is a collage. You are free to use any one or all elements as a muse to write your piece. Bonus points if you can weave the elements together in a theme. There is no restriction on format of the piece. There is no last date either, … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #305
The final walkout was not liberation. It was the realization that she had left doors open for manipulators. She disrespected herself by believing flaky promises, and catering to his desire for control. She felt a surge of relief, a burst of freedom, a spark of joy. She felt like she had reclaimed her life, re-discovered … Continue reading Walk Out
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I don’t mind being called the Rebel of the Century or a cynic or spoilsport. But whenever someone who is in power or an aspirant to power highlights a story, I look in other directions. What are they trying to conceal, or divert attention from? “You fall victim to people’s stories ….” is an oft-repeated … Continue reading Gaslighting
the year came and passedsilentlynothing untoward happenedbut it raked up memoriesof a novelist who paintedstories of horroron walls of non-existent cities Halloween looks like child’s playAll the moreWhen AI makes inroadssurpassing imaginationof a dead novelist Did he redefine controlinspire the maniacsto unleash terrorcloaked as technology? His words still play heavyOn mindsAs sequels are writtenBook publishedIn … Continue reading 1984
soldiers' bootstear silence of tombsa child criesbids goodbyeto season of fear; can't hearwinter's neighbor sigh Kigo - Winter's Neighbour Tanka Tuesday
window of hopeleading to a roomwhere spring livesundaunted by fallwhere inmates knowthey will recreatewhatever is lost temple of confidenceleading to godswho make you look upno heads bowed downhands that stretchto pluck the stars Quadrille at dVerse Photo Challenge at MLMM
