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
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Motherhood
my mother failed to see some lineswhen she held my pudgy palm;she kissed a smooth, unblemished cheeknot knowing what would grow on it-lines of experiencewhere she would have no partshe held me up in the airI was her work of art her innocence failed to perceivea blank canvason which life would paint storiesetch lines not … Continue reading Motherhood
Potential
What kind of sounds do their souls emanatetheir essence scooped out - too soon or too late?Did they grow unhindered to their full potential?before gifting shells l to those who appreciate their essence scooped out - too soon or too lateI wonder if they cry for what has been lostbefore gifting shells l to those … Continue reading Potential
Sibling Bonds
dancing wordsblinding tearsa treasured picturerelegated to the bin. A forged power of attorneylifetime’s savings robbed…the loss hurtsbut much less thandestructionof sibling bonds W3 Prompt #123
Back and forth
The fitness app chases a target of 10000. I need to walk back and forth as the steps are less than 10000, just like moments in life. Something happens in my body with each step, but mental movement takes me in different directions. The thought that so many others tread the same path changes the … Continue reading Back and forth
Samson and Delilah
stung by betrayal, weak in defeatout of the strong came something sweetnever shall I love again, said Heinstead, grow less, but defiantly No more love, nothing to losetrue art does not need a muse.He raised his sword and challenged again.The victory was his – come sun or rain. But let this not be a tale … Continue reading Samson and Delilah
Core of Me
who knows the core of mebroken parts held togetherwith nuts and boltsunknown to mechanicsor surgeonsX-ray machines give only a vague ideato helpless medicosfumbling around for solutions who knows my core burnswith an unsettling angstunknown to meit finds releasein works of artbut those helpless foolscall it addiction they need to redefine many termsto define medestroy their … Continue reading Core of Me
Hero-worship
I wonderif it is a mythsunflowersturn towardseach other when there's no sunwhy don't they assume there's no sunand find strength withinintricateinner websawait permission from mindshero-worshipping Tanka Tuesday Weekly Challenge
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DEATH Image: Closed Geometry by Maria Berrio a woman lies dead hereoblivious of rocks making facesnot knowing what storieswill be inscribed about her lifeor her existence forgottenas inconsequentialtoo shameful to be acknowledgedor a gem to be concealedso that it does not overshadowachievements of thosewho see themselvesas entitled ownersor gatekeepersof greatness NEIGHBOURHOOD Art by Eugene Delacroix … Continue reading Views
In Communion with Nature
holding warm sunraysby their long, slender fingerswe spend wistful dayspining for Moon together-luxury of idleness we try to catch cloudsby their speeding, woolly tailseach of us possessunique strengths; we co-existon land, water - long for sky Tanka Tuesday - Ekphrastic Quadrille at dVerse
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