It’s a much needed rolefor a starving actor’s soulcraving recognitionand some doughto keep mind and body whole a punchline delivered wrongcan land me in the aislebut one who got awayuncannily appeared todayright in the front row Written for dVerse Quadrille#160
The Cantar in verse is an octosyllabic quatrain that assonates and is usually limited to one strophe. ideas - sieved and distilledglossed for acceptabilitycarefully planned preservationskillfully carved posterity Written for Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt Image credit: Britta Benson
can't believeyou are not a partof my wholeexistence-umbilical cord may go-souls entwined always Written for What Do You See hosted by Sadje
-breaking the eggshell-outgrowing mediocrity-finding new groundor new surfaces-experimentingwith different channelsof communicationis all so intrinsicto growthto planting meaningin the mundanesoil of life Then, is it a crimeto renege on wordsI did not seeas a binding contract? Written for Weekend Writing Prompt
gossamerwings ready to flydaintinessof spiritlends courage to challenge windscolors to paint dreams Written for Dream Interpretation at MLMM
bedazzledby bewitching charmit's so niceso out ofmy league - I mourn boundariesthen jump over fence Written for Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
Welcome back! A string of brillianceeach bead - a single sentencemakes my week shimmer,throws challenge with cocky sneerto make next week look better This is how I'll sum up last week. PROMPT # 248 We have a phrase this week to serve as your writing prompt. ...passing through a doorway in history There is no … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #248
background thoughtsinterfere with lifechange structuresof spacesI choose to live - clear debrisbefore you build homes all new thoughtsenter, move aroundin circlesget processedtill you achieve the peak statemind your processors Written for dVerse Poetics - The strange houses of Lee Madgwick
eyes openI am in my zonestart the dayfight the worlddreams refuse to go away-I need to find time Written for Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #Specificform - Shadorma
Who says we are made of stardust?Watch me glow as I become a sieve let sunrays penetrate my being-drive me to act, with no reprieve I’m born with a higher purposeOnly if I’m open to receive.... Written for What Do You See?
