artist’s life begins after the applause dies coming face to face with oneself shell-shocked https://amanpan.com/2019/04/01/brewnspew-cafe-april-1-2019/
Life starts
Music
Listen! tattoos that show and the ones which don’t- are indelible scars –creating music
Tomfoolery
Our financial year ends on 31st March every year. After a hectic fortnight or month, the first of April is time to check reports and prepare for performance appraisals and review meetings. Frivolity of fooling or being fooled is limited to kids and idle pranksters. Content factories do churn out some silly jokes to keep … Continue reading Tomfoolery
Scars
I fought back the scars just shifted now not so visible -new shapes making me know the real cause of hurt https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2019/03/28/reenas-exploration-challenge-80/
Meditation
twittering mind- now quiet in the peace of dawn I stop to listen what the wisdom of nature struggles so hard to tell me https://frankjtassone.com/2019/03/30/haikai-challenge-79-3-30-19-twittering-saezuri-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/
Narcissus
The dog walked away with his own shadow. He had never seen loyalty and devotion of this magnitude. The ‘hoomans’ had just never given it to him. After an initial phase of protest, demanding attention and subsequent disappointment – he had learnt to be happy with his fate. They were certainly good providers, and their … Continue reading Narcissus
Afterthoughts
There is a distinct sense of déjà vu about the place. Have I been here before? The asymmetry of the benches, the contrast of the age-ing haystacks against the tall and slender green beauties around speak of a certain conflict, a dichotomy which has held me in abeyance for long. Is the memory important? Or … Continue reading Afterthoughts
Anathema
Did I say I don’t like you? No. I’ve always shown respect. The fake clipped accent, ostentatious style statements, streaks of manipulation in your smile, fabricated warmth, mocking voice and oh, the depth of lies in your shifty eyes is all anathema to me. I show respect which is not your due.
Upwardly mobile
Ambition was high, thoughts were plain needs were high, resources low I need to get on the gravy train I climbed the hills, come sun or rain cut through rocks in search of dough Ambition was high, thoughts were plain those up there - looked at me with disdain uncaring of blocks, I … Continue reading Upwardly mobile
Cata doxa
Bozo growled and Kitty mewed loud in protest, when I said it was raining cats and dogs outside. They were safe and cosy in their beds, and ready to sleep. “Mom, please do your research before you speak. I don’t like my babies being upset.” “Will you do that for me?” “Yes. The word is … Continue reading Cata doxa
