watch me float awaynothingness beckonsI can’t recallWhere or when (things past)I dropped the ball Art by Gertrude Abercrombie Write to the prompt hosted on dVerse
Drop it
Understatement
a turn of phraseintended to be a hintevolved into a story -the blackening Sunmisguides the world-a pink unicornwalks the night sky-sculptors, writersand painterscollaborateto depicta post-apocalyptic world Baba Vanga confesses-she understatedwhat she saw Baba Vanga Quadrille #216 Photo Challenge #552
Overcoming is not negation
overvaluationhappenswithin closed circles frogs in wellsset amphibian rulesfor terrestrial, aquaticsand aviators standard operating proceduresobstruct excellencebeyond boundaries I set new rules every day.-no change or deletionlife accelerateson positive paths whatever is left behindis an irrelevant pastovercoming is not a negation MTB at dVerse
ReInvention
It feels like a stampede – tired feet crushing the sidewalks in search of something they cannot find. As dusk gathers, the unspoken question in jaded thoughts is, “Are they condemned to keep walking in the dark?” She thought of Sisyphus. Did he have a choice to break the code and let the boulder go … Continue reading ReInvention
Take a walk alone
The prompt for this piece is the news article here Why More Indian Women Are Saying "Not Yet" to Marriage take your timeto walk out-stereotypical trapsare no goodsince you’ll break them anywayand hurt othersalong with yourself take your timeto know the differencebetweena frog and a princeyou may not be a princessbut you are not compelledto … Continue reading Take a walk alone
Thresholds – a Palinode
1. I shred the calendar, yet save a few dates,Moments of joy that time celebrates.The days may pass, like whispers in the breeze,But memories linger, with a gentle ease. In the chaos of life, I find my peace,In cherished moments, where worries cease.The future's a mystery, the past a tale,But love and laughter, they never … Continue reading Thresholds – a Palinode
Illusions
eyesprotectdelicatewings - my strength to flyday and night shades spiked with yellowhopeful, dark secrets of ephemeral existence Poetics - Art in Nature
Burning Haibun
I hear the whispers from a moonlit terrace party but cannot fathom what they are discussing. Young and old all dance the night out to welcome the New Year. I change the calendar but do not foresee changed schedules and a hidden agenda. They have imposed new rules, but everyone is silent about the lurking … Continue reading Burning Haibun
Yet, I live
I look backand wonder sometimeswhat brought me heredespite memy brashnessmy rebellious instinctsthat alienatedmore than attractedcentres of power I look at the lineson my ageing palmdarker and deeperand find solacein a small part of methat I still holdin my firm grip despiteunfulfilled ambitionsforgotten dreamsunrealistic thoughtsa world I imaginedbut never owned yet I existand there cannotbe a … Continue reading Yet, I live
Prayer
let magnanimityof the universehit with a bang oceans be served in bowlssunlight in wick-lampsmountains in my backyardprotect against pain let angels dropfrom Heavenin my prayers to makehospitalsredundantwealth abundant let Peaceoverrulepolitics and war Quadrille #214
