The holiday resort boasts of having a frozen chamber – in a country that sees snow only on mountain peaks. Her boisterous teenagers come out with shades of blue on their skin. It has been a tough battle keeping them in. Yes, snow would be the easy way out, even if it was artificial. “Mom, … Continue reading Thaw the Blues
Halloween and Ouija boards bring up so much. I almost empathize with the soul’s struggle to express itself without a voice. Ouch! It lost its vocal cords, but not its vision and need for expression. I am grateful to be a soul in a physical existence, with a clear or unclear objective – to experience … Continue reading What are you looking for?
God, show me your faceI want to believe in youdon't peep through flowersshow your art; jump from the skystraight into my doubting heartI hear the heartbeat louder Sunday Confessionals
loud mind-beats disrupt quietEach person wondering…What are others pondering?A dollar for your thoughtslet me sell you something, but what? strategy wrapped as ideology?business disguised as a revolution?unsheathed hunger for powercleverly masked as a savior? devices, apps are only toolsyou don’t see you are wiredyou press fake buttons to playfollow our commands to staywithin the periphery … Continue reading Behind the scenes
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
mottled sky pagesconceal thunder, rain and painworld sleeps unaware Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
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