What happens to unanswered questions?Do they keep seeking perfectionor mutate to fit available answers? Whose expertise will they seek?-the thinker who waits in silence,or the know-it-allwho stitches fragmentsinto makeshift truths?.Do they hang like forgotten masksin the attic of the mind,waiting for a facebold enough to wear their silence? Will you run to escape questionsOr chase … Continue reading Unanswered Questions
Welcome back! PROMPT #418 - CREATIVE EXPRESSIONS You just have to answer a few questions for this week's challenge. We all express ideas differently—through words, shapes, colours, or even unusual formats. Let’s explore how meaning shifts across these forms. Questions to guide your response: If you had to capture the same idea in writing, sculpture, … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #418
One boat, carved of memory and care,calls out across the restless air:“Waters ahead are veiled in storm,shifting shapes that break the norm.Guard your keel, hold steady, friend,lest the voyage meet its end.” The other, bright with daring flame,answers not with fear but claim:“Storms are teachers, waves are guides,truth is found where shadow hides.To sail is … Continue reading Dialogue of Two Boats
Welcome back! I have plenty to be grateful for from this week's contributions. Susi Bocks introduced me to a new word, Ataraxia. Maggie drew an astrological profile for me and contributed a brilliant piece. Sadje mentioned a musical track of White Noise and I found it helpful in restoring peace. PROMPT #417 The theme for … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #417
hidden—beneath a leaf’s husha shy bud averts my gaze slow breath,a tremor of green veinsinitiating life no eyes watching,yet, petals loosen the moment slips—captured in glass light a single flower,born unseen,held in my phone’ssmall screen Quadrille #241
The sun appears late, delaying dawn breakI do not wake up to see the stupefied birdsThe alarm bell will ring unmindful of the sky It won’t happen till you do it, sighs the astrologerI sharpen my pencils, but thoughts are hazyThe sun appears late, delaying dawn break My internal compass brooks no outside referenceI rely … Continue reading Waiting for the Muse
The source text is an excerpt from the book "The Light We Carry" by Michelle Obama. Document enclosed. The Light We Carry - an excerptDownload ERASURE POEM P.S. The words in italics are added for effect. W3 Prompt #197
Welcome Back! PROMPT #416 We have a word prompt for this week. Susurrus a whispering or rustling sound Susurrus refers to a whispering, murmuring or rustling sound. It is often used to describe the quiet but continuous noise of things such as leaves moving in a breeze, or hushed voices. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gH9kvVux6IE It is not compulsory … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #416
The past stares backlike a portraitfrozen on outdated canvasdisconnected with the rhythm of timeand all the waves that consumed uslike tsunamisimposing changecompelling us to refreshand grow the portrait lies faded on the shorewith peeling paintdysmorphed elegancewishing to be submergedin oceanic depthsand letting ships of changefloat over it The canvasburdened with obsolescenceawaits dismantling of threadsto weave … Continue reading Relevance
the mortgage on individualityand conscienceends todayI step out in the fresh air-alone-independent stern looksfail to pierce my armor-they expect me to besuitably gloomyfor bereavement What do I mournbereft of bondagerole-playingand suffocation? Weekend Writing Prompt #453
