blue skies get brighteras silver orb gets closerblushing in shades of red lusciousness of strawberriesinspires dreamy nightshope is not yet dead https://amanpan.com/2022/06/14/eugis-weekly-prompt-strawberry-moon-june-14-2022/
Strawberry Moon
Sunny mind
golden yellow orbinspires aweunfailinglyunquestioninglyAlways, always What leaves me spellboundis the level of comfortin moving out of sightgently, graciouslygiving in to night No ego battles hereNo desire to winI know what I amAlways, always…
Power is contextual
Viktor Frankl made me feel immensely powerful – in the small gap between stimulus and response. I have a choice here – to do or not do something. It makes life worthwhile. The person opposite me, too, wields the same power. And it may not be aligned to my life path or strategy, or designed … Continue reading Power is contextual
On their own
red hot dreamsall geared for take off-anchored tomemorieshindered by the past-will find a way to sail soon https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2022/06/13/what-do-you-see-138/
Discombobulation
connected by birthexistenceon differentpages of timeHow does oneReconcile? -methodologiesof continuity-missed detailsof gently breakingchords at some point-to let the futuredevelopat its own free will Parenting-delusions ofperpetuatingone’s self-worththrough anotherdeprivinga child ofits own worth Here comes newsof another birthhalf-heartedcongratulationsfrom a mindthat sees futurediscombobulation. https://dversepoets.com/2022/06/02/meet-the-bar-with-dissonance/ https://dversepoets.com/2022/06/09/open-link-night-318-june-live-edition/
Stories
Yes, we met on the high cliffs ages ago. If you think I’ve changed, you ignore what happens as I cascade down. Each rock I touch changes me in some way. I absorb the stories, bringing them to meet the masses. You see the force, but fail to see what constitutes it. Each story ignites … Continue reading Stories
Jumping out of the canvas
being the musefeeding imaginationimmortalized in paintartists’ inspiration dressed in evening clothesstanding by the seais not what both of usset out to be I love frolickingwith my furry friendwithout a caresalty waves and frothrefreshing mindsmessing up hair We wait for an era, wherevideo cameras aboundcapturing us in motionexpressions and soundwaving to meet the skynot glued to … Continue reading Jumping out of the canvas
Morning glory
what keeps me awayfrom the ensuing dayblocking vision with a translucent veilmorning haze holds sway holding breath in anticipationI fail to noticeMoon's quiet exitto life's next station I tear through the fogattack life with zestIt's a reward for waking upleaving behind a night's rest Now is the time to ink dreamson consciousness, till they makeme … Continue reading Morning glory
Black and white
it's pure, it's a call of the soula wish to see myself as wholeI scan depths of oceans and climb dizzy heights I walk through forests brown and greensplashed with yellows and caroteneI see all shades of rainbows, but yet no white chosen invisibilityintrigues my sensibilitiesit colors skies with vibrant rainbows, but hides black emerges … Continue reading Black and white
Strategic
Riots color the landscape red with the blood of innocents. Actually, they’d prefer another color - one they’ve been using to paint mindsets. People do not become followers unless they think alike. And to think alike, they need anger, a common cause, a common source of fire in the belly. It needs to be ignited. … Continue reading Strategic
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