irrelevant sidewalkslook wistfullyat speeding carson the expresswayfocus only onchalk-white arrows -sprouting greens-a flower peepingfrom asphalt cracks-rolled down rocksstuck in a wire meshask for participationin fast-moving life a camera clickwhizzes pastrecords a momentto be sharedwhile breathingpeppermint windsin the countryside the sidewalk endswhere the tunnel begins-it loses attentionof passers-byto artificially lit darkwaiting to come outat the other … Continue reading Sidewalk
“It is only a moment, not a day,” says Frank. I started wondering about the tapestry of moments we call a day and how we differentiate those from the night. Life is just a series of moments without reference to the sun's movement. The longest nights happen inside. solsticeswon't change equationssun deceives Haibun Monday
Chosen 13 lines from my poem titled Eternity a day, a month,a year, a decade,a century, an ageride on predecessors-carry bits of themlike concealed colorsof a spectrum-highlight their gold-leave imprintson transient sandknowingthe future will interpretstories as they like NEW POEM WITH INSERTED FRAGMENTS desperation clutching on toself-defined routinesnon-negotiableit is the only way to survivea day, … Continue reading Fragment Poem
roofs prevent flightsky looks askancecrumbling claims ofindependent thought (I can’t recall whobut someone saidstructures are neededto give a concrete shapeto ideas) Blues are vasttouch different chordsclouds conceal horizonslimitlessnessunder shadow A chimney filterstoxicityclarifies the airfor a relook at thought I’m able to hope forredemptionaction-denying claims ofrationalization Poetics at dVerse - Poetry in Liminal Spaces Moonwashed Weekly … Continue reading Clarity
she excels in her craftholds on to figments of truthmakes them masquerade as realconstructs deceptive websgets lost in the maze Deep inside, she knowsother worlds are out of reachthey’ve closed doorsto someone who dareswho bareswounds Quadrille at dVerse
fantasy appealsworks of fictionnot remotely connected to realwith no reflections from my lifeor yours or anyone elseto provoke them, instigate themor just stoke macabre imagination Story, keep a safe distance;Do not project into my lifelet me enjoy your existenceGive me a glimpse of the possibleto dream ofthough I know well-this will never happenin waking moments;nor … Continue reading Fantasy Fiction
She was a strict disciplinarian, and her hawkish stance on policy matters was well-known. These are disputably good qualities for a leader of the high calibre and have carried her to the peak she occupies today. However, the people she resided with lived in deep discomfort – compelled to become aware of their fears, foibles … Continue reading Epiphany
Peacock feathersleave diaphanous trailsshe glides on the carpetlike a summary of grace she flaunts glitterin summery shadesher countrymen gloatannual escapades Moonwashed Weekly Prompt Poetics
A few clicksA card number and OTPis all I need to indulgein fashionor dressing soup for the soul looking in the mirrormakes me long for trial roomsI wish I knew how it would look on me I don’t know what will trendoffline shoppingor online trials I gather courageto look at myselfbeyond lenses and screenssometimes without … Continue reading Dimensions
my eyes not attunedto seeing in the darkblinkand the vision changesI don’t see the path aheadbut a beautiful dreamengulfs my existencefragile as it islinks subconscious to lifefaking insightsthat may or may not be true Quadrille at dVerse
