grains of sandlost particlesoystered by luckstrung togetherlend a regal aurato a swan-like neck many others of their ilktrampled uponby the same queen’sdainty feet-knowgrooming mattersmore than lineagedestiny mattersmore than abilityUnfairness rules… Quadrille at dVerse
Do I want to bea lighthouseor a paththat takes one to a placebeyond despair? Do I want to bea pilgrimor a templethat provides solacebeyond faith? I will choose movementI will choose the experienceOthers can benefitIf they choose to do sobeyond obligation… What Do You See #256
Welcome back! HIGHLIGHT OF THE WEEK David steals the limelight in his week with his limericks. I have the one I liked most below. You are welcome to feast on another five on his site. Yes, addicted to rhyming I be!Embrace weirdness? Well, that’s poetry!Oh, I know I’m unhinged,Still, I can't help but binge—For these … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #349
I wonder who taught you that wordCommitment-phobeand what made you think of me? I walked away yet another time.and hoped to put you on the rackI heard you calling out from thereYet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if I should ever come back. Call it destiny, a twist of fateWe came face-to-face … Continue reading Divergent or Convergent?
whispers of indignationfrom trampledflame-hued leaves we provided shadewhen we were greenmaturity knowsevery cycle ends bare branchesraise new foliageroots nourish soil laments separationtangerine ferocityswept awaymemory erased a new regimebrings fresh ruleslessons unlearned Poetics - Autumn
I wouldn’t say I like grey's undecidedness, but black and white are non-existent—illusions created by the absorption or reflection of light. I feel golden, bathed in sunlight, and ancient under a silver moon. But blue? Is that connected to midnight blue or the blue sky on a bright day? The latter makes me feel expansive, … Continue reading Uncontaminated
momentsdropon the drawing board of lifelike Scrabble alphabetsto be assembledfashionedand presentedto make sense I let them bethoughts scatteredall over consciousnesswriting weird storiesgranting entryto unforeseen charactersand situationsin the limited worldof human memory imagination-if not channelledor misspelt-becomes the prideof minds on borderlinesof social acceptability they may break barriersto enter civilized worldsor decimate on marginsunseen, unknownunrecognizedunmourned RXC #348
Late at night, a question raises its headalone in the room, I sit up and screamIs it real, or was it a bad dream?Am I sane? Have I gone totally mad? I ask the dark sky and the empty bedWhere have all my friends and companions goneAn owl peeks, a dog howls, lonely night groanslate … Continue reading Life’s Evening
Welcome back! PROMPT #348 We have an image prompt this week. The format of the piece is not restricted, and there is no last date either unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap. We will not include any post that is found to be offensive, vulgar or hurts ordinary sensibilities. This needs … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #348
nature’s rebellionIn the form of stormsmakes me wonderabout yet another symphonya windchime in open aira lullaby during the dayor yet another tsunami waiting to envelopea groggy consciousnessvalidate a seer’s predictionsbringing about an awakeningto survive and thriveor a predestined end? Poetics- Endings Moonwashed Weekly Prompt - Nature's Symphony
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