Welcome back! Thanks for the responses steeped in creative wisdom last week! A special mention for Life's Whoosh by Eugenia. I am captivated by the following lines writing without the silent voice every word stitched in time what doesn’t exist will be whether pretend or reality the pulse of life hums Read the full poem … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #399
A mountain suspectsIts deep-rooted strengthand scalabilitya vain Kingloves himself andits unattainability shapeshifting reflections in waterwhisper myriad possibilitiesbeauty and ugliness,the real and imagined,fluid truths in deep-rooted thoughts,existence draining quietlyby pump or drought I turn to the solid comfortof a gleaming mirrorbut lights intersect,playful, bending form,strategic in their placement,revealing a different game -it’s all a perspective-it’s only … Continue reading Shapeshifters
War spells disaster – especially those that drive hatred between two sections of the human race. We concealed our dwellings with black paper on window panes and skylights to avoid being detected by bomber planes. Those were the days when fighter planes were not as technologically advanced as today. The sound of planes buzzing overhead … Continue reading War and Peace
tangerinecolours of autumngrass grows tallbeyond feetornamental gardens hideaching estranged leaves Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
I’m scared. I’m also in awe of myself, though it sounds immodest. Where do these words come from? They scar the screen like lava flowing out of a volcano. They wash all that has been inscribed for ages, like a tsunami from the depths of the ocean. They burn down all scripts and uproot the … Continue reading Writing
We danced through fire,kissed storms, chased starseach love a trial,each left a scar. hearts tried many formsbut laughter stayed through the storms.friendship held us close. What Do You See #306
the universe stops in its certainty.checks how humans perceive itsmiles,amused at their perceptionbut that is how the Creatorconceived the human race the only key to understandingthey are givenIs imagination Imagination runs both waysto create myriad patternsWe make whatever sense we can-call itsubjectivityobjectivitycreativityor insanity RXC #398
“I can’t stand him.” “Take time before you judge. The flibbertigibbet you hate actually showcases the content of his mindset.” “There’s nothing there.” “If he mentions a calendar, check the dates. If he is stuck in the past, he is not absorbing fresh inputs. That is the reason for the disconnect and growing apart.” “Hmm, is … Continue reading Clues
The moon was but a chin of goldA night or two ago…-It grows full like an expectant motherpost-partum deflation is what I dreadfor I can’t find what it chose to shed it enriches the starsdeprives the Earththe sky shares lightbut not the source What do they fear?A multitude of godswalking the Earthdestroying mysterywriting new storiescreating … Continue reading Insecure
Welcome back! Thanks for the humongous response last week, with each entry vying to be the best! My deepest gratitude to all contributors... A special mention this week is for Dan and Violet. PROMPT #398 I start the Challenge Week to inspire writers with two quotes. If the word doesn't exist, invent it; but first … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #398
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