The chosen poem is from a book "All We Have" by Sarabjeet Garcha. THE CABREZA From where should we look to taste the whole truth?Every move is yet another enterprise in futilityLike stones sunk in rivers we wait to become lightLike flickers dreamt by someone not on earth or even outside All We Have … … Continue reading Flickers of a Conscience – Glosa
I have used a 2,5,6 - 2,5,6 pattern. Let us call it Ascent, in the absence of a better term. Silenceis not agreementleast of all compliance I speakto be heard, if notunderstood by aliens let usleave an impressionfree to fade or erase Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
white flags waved on dark horizonsdeclare victory - PeaceNo war emblems of pain inscribed on heartstell a different taleAll lost W3 Prompt #195
It took a lifetime to build a coffin and inscribe a language on it. I’m not sure if the future will be able to decipher it. But this is my version of my personal history as I'd like others to see it. Others are free to add their own versions. I will have no control … Continue reading Funeral Planning
Welcome back! PROMPT #414 Thanks to Dan Koe for sharing this insight with me today. The key insight of postmodernism is aperspectivalism, or that no perspective is privileged. All views are situated, partial, and contextual. I generated two images to visualize the term aperspectivalism. Well, if this sounds too confusing, it probably is. The idea is not … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #414
My footsteps have created a pattern I don’t recognize. The world around me has organised my random movements in a way they like. It feels like I kept talking incessantly, but no one was really listening. The background score they added to the video of my life doesn't make sense to me. machine languagesturn scarcity … Continue reading Tales that tell, stories that sell
He craved Drums of Heaven, the crisp glaze haunting his thoughts, stirring a deep sense of longing. On his honeymoon, he changed the itinerary to savour this spicy delicacy. Little did they know that life and love would end in an accident, and that they would literally hear the drumbeats of flavour in Heaven. Weekend … Continue reading The Senses
colors hauntask for new patternsexpressionun-alignedto vision of the artist-but through his toolkit The painting is entitled “Mme Kupka among Verticals” and was painted in 1910-11 by Frantisek Kupka OLN at dVerse
I have sensed the discomfort some people feel in alumni reunions. Not everybody has grown at the same pace. Outwardly, conversations centre around hilarious memories and how people have changed over the years. Inwardly, they size each other up to gauge their relative success or failure. A classmate of mine did not do well academically … Continue reading School Reunion
Welcome back! HOW A THEME RESONATES I missed reading this week's beautiful story for a mundane reason. I clicked the notification, but didn't read it due to time constraints in the morning. Later, I forgot to get back to it. Finally, I got to read it today while doing the Weekly Wrap. I found that … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #413
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