Nostalgia hits as I enter this road. I’ve spent a large part of life working here. I remember a colleague’s quip - “High rise buildings look impressive. But there is less than one window per person for the people who live or work here.” One window to the future was all that people dreamt about … Continue reading Corporate
Cover artist - Jackie Hurlbertcolors and shapes adorn my world in full bloom seeds unknown shifting links form new patterns different impacts cause unknown subconscious soil most fertile it makes real a life unknown https://dversepoets.com/2019/06/18/meet-jackie-hurlbert/
connected at the stem sunny temperaments sway in unison, till… https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/06/18/photo-challenge-268/
Why should I fret over a life that did not happen, lost battles, well-meaning initiatives not supported by amoral power? I cannot stop values being redefined, the world realigning to laws of the jungle…. I will change course and find peace In solitude -Redirected https://dversepoets.com/2019/06/17/quadrille-82-fretboard-of-poetry/
“I’ve done this so often in childhood. There used to be some pretty interesting sights on the other side. I managed to find cash once.” “Well, you’re not the same size anymore.” “Please help.” “I’m calling the police first. I dropped my wallet there. Curiosity kills the cat.” https://katmyrman.com/2019/06/18/twittering-tales-141-18-june-2019/
He started his professional life as a postman. The village he lived in did not offer many career options, and he was sure he did not want to be a farmer. He enjoyed the hopeful glances cast in his direction, as people awaited letters from their loved ones. Gradually, he saw the looks turn to … Continue reading Home Delivery Service
reflecting on past moments flown by – I find peace -wait for long dark hours https://frankjtassone.com/2019/06/15/haikai-challenge-90-6-15-19-midsummer-manastu-midwinter-mafuyu-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/
I try hard to forgive. Maybe, you were trapped in a certain set of circumstances. Maybe, you had priorities which did not match with mine. Maybe, we live by different value systems. A knife was stabbed in my back, and it still hurts. I try to desensitize myself to the pain. Yet, I cannot forgive … Continue reading I try, but ….
power of your presencescorches my smallness…. how did I not see youall these yearsas you grew, blossomed,changed,turned unrecognizableand flew? did I drinkin your benevolenceas you gave yourself awaydrop-by-droppint-by-pintand swelledinto the shape of oceans? did I thinkwith closed eyesseeing shapesyou’d outgrownwhile you transformedinto butterfliesmade of light? power of your presencemocks my awareness…. https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/06/14/elis-comin/
My one-year old slips out again. I hold serious reservations about returning to work, as I run out of the door. Nobody else could manage him. He is merrily playing with puppies in the backyard, as their dog mother keeps an eye firmly on her brood. I see my baby getting excited about a shiny … Continue reading Holding you with many hands
