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The past stares backlike a portraitfrozen on outdated canvasdisconnected with the rhythm of timeand all the waves that consumed uslike tsunamisimposing changecompelling us to refreshand grow the portrait lies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
I remember how expressions changed whenI expressed an opinion-non-aligned-unconventional I remember how they squirmed whenreminded of their irrelevance-non-contribution-unfairness I remember how doors were slammed shutbefore I knewI couldn’t squeeze in my irregular shapeand the size of my IQinto preconceived boxesthey treasured and preserved for decades-boxes with magic mirrorsthat made them look goodbut switched rolesif a … Continue reading I will remember
Welcome back! PROMPT #415 The image below is this week's prompt. This structure is called a stepwell. I've kept the image settings on Large to show the intricacy. You can compress the size on your blog, if so desired. I will leave the remaining to your imagination and research. There is no restriction on the … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #415
I sleep under cloudsthose oppressive momentsreturn in different shapesdifferent stories withthe same charactersand labyrinthine trapsI can’tescape Each path returnsto the same spotwhere cruelty smirksThe alarm rings-releases mefrom the darknessof my subconscious-to face the dawnto place my lifein fertile soilto blossomafresh Poetics - Dream Interpretations
Iwill besomewhere therebeyond your reachI'm sure no one is going to miss meI will carry bits of my cracked-up soulmove on swiftlyinto light-onlyme W3 Prompt #196
They revel in their own trip; obsessions galorehold emptiness together, splitting sanitytorturous interactions, others break apartfacing hallucinations - therapy struggles Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge no 49- Mental Health
Marijuana, a mask of smoke,but the scions wander deepertheir arteries lit with excess,their laughter a mockeryof their existence.Goals never setthey are on undefined trips-a carnival of waste,where silence remembers what they forget-the emptiness beneath indulgence. Quadrille #240
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