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/
strange smells of turmeric and honey on my face make me think cosmetic fragrance has no place glistening skin of the seller promises more than a sleekly designed case raw appeal of freshness against packaged hopes with an expiry date wins hands down I choose organic beauty over a ‘fixed’ face mango leaves … Continue reading Wallet share
Dawn is the most peaceful part of the day, and I choose to be out – walking on a path strewn with autumn leaves or snow or spring flowers. All carry different messages for my day ahead. Crazy me – I pick up a leaf and write a poem on it with the permanent marker … Continue reading Mediums have a voice, not words
I’m a lone warrior but there’s no enemy on the battlefield critical voices put-me-downs Hmmm..s and frowns I heard from childhood are the dragons I fight every day, every hour life on the defensive while attackers fled ages ago leaving scars on my psyche https://dversepoets.com/2019/06/03/quadrille-81-here-there-be-poem-dragons/
the mountain peaks are where they were greenery on the slopes has changed they don’t speak to me the same way have I changed, or the peaks re-arranged? with dreamy eyes and a buzzing mind I saw these from the crowded train now, I look for a sense of peace as I drive across … Continue reading Homecoming
I am building a memorial for my dog – just installing a marble temple on her grave. It is to consecrate the relationship we shared with her – of unconditional love for one another. It might not hold any meaning for anyone after I die, because the value lies in my mind. There are people … Continue reading Consecration
capture life in shots – clicking away I see time quickly ticking away loveless life – in search of a meaning transient emotions slipping away I help someone, and look in their eyes embarrassed gratitude inching away but reciprocal acts do not come by I need them more than they need me, … Continue reading Nirvana land
I spilt oil on art paper yesterday You made it look like a map dry twigs pencilled on stains -an artistic twist on a talent I never had You sold it with due credits to me -originator of the art Mentor, where would I be without you? I’m eternally grateful -but the hollowness sings … Continue reading I see but don’t like
"Can you imagine?" she said… with an arched eyebrow and a voice intent to make me believe whatever she wanted me to believe It is the richness of my imagination which brings me here and makes me read so skilfully machinations 0f your mind https://dversepoets.com/2019/05/20/quadrille-80-eat-the-rich/
What am I made of? This question blows the hell out of me. I’ve been through some past life regression sessions, and saw a few scenes stored like pages in the memory of the soul. Belief in reincarnation is a very personal matter, but if true, it raises so many questions. Am I made up … Continue reading Never-ending
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