holding fragile truth in cracks of my hands fearing dissipation of cherished fragrances shedding of petals which adorn life petals which perish but blossom again in new colors, shapes define sensibilities give new dimensions to senses in a post-truth era and fix all fixers https://dversepoets.com/2020/05/18/quadrille-104-oh-were-in-a-fix/ https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/05/19/photo-challenge-316/ https://amanpan.com/2020/05/18/eugis-weekly-prompt-cherish-may-18-2020/
I can’t breathe easy what is that lump in my throat? there are no tears just a choking sensation… I do those deep breaths I need to go for a walk get away from the scene think it is an aberration being told what to do creates discomfort It’s my life, my world those words … Continue reading That choking sensation
let me come in says jar of sin not kith or kin -I shut the doors then look inwards and head towards the sands… Coward! -my mind roars what will I do if I could go all the way - do what I abhor I may sin too not remain true let … Continue reading What will I do?
I build castles in the air and taste hollowness rooms resound with laughter but it all dissipates up there Yes, I’m Fantasy, I power your minds create worlds where you can thrive I’m intangible, I’m ethereal I can’t mimic the flesh, though I strive Grab what’s floating around and make it your own give it … Continue reading Till you are blown
It was fun to pose as a frog prince, and let all the young girls kiss me. But then.... I did not turn into a prince. The girls were furious at being tricked, and threw me into the nearest well. I've been unable to jump out despite all efforts. Memories fade, and dreams change. The … Continue reading Frog in the Well
her moodsvividmemories- going back revealsshadows which have ceased to existit's my insanity scrambling to enter those frames https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/05/12/photo-challenge-315/ https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/05/11/what-do-you-see-29-11-may-2020/
The glimmer at the end of the tunnel is the culmination point. It is the point where stories of different journeys meet and exchange notes. Some find commonalities, and others realize that so much of it was non-existent or irrelevant. Some choose to go back and talk to the path, the branches, the sun and … Continue reading Culmination
It seems silly to rolling on grass taste winds inhale skies get lost in the universe out of traps I dwelt in it feels good it’s liberating to stand close to touch another no rules ro intervene Nirvana This is it This is it…. https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/05/05/photo-challenge-314/ https://dversepoets.com/2020/05/04/lighten-up-a-bit/
Was that a knock? Visitors are not expected under the circumstances. Security guards would not let them in. The cops posted outside would have them thrown in quarantine anyway. Dreams dare not enter my rituals of waking and sleeping hours. The lines get blurred. There is no certainty about the future. I woke up in … Continue reading Sanity Redefined
wistfully I stare at her pretty form disappearing in the mist all that was missed all that could have been all that I had to leave to stay rooted where I am yet I tremble with fear at the thought that she might turn back and take away the future that yet … Continue reading Yet…
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