fake smilesmake an aurafeathery blues surroundthe core, not knowing when masks willdrop dead Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
Drop the mask
Reena’s Xploration Challenge#337
Welcome back! RXC is reactivated after a week's hiatus. Last week was really heartwarming for me as friends responded to the letter T. It was not a prompt but an incomplete sentence that was wrongly published. It was my bad that I did not have the time to go back and check. My heartfelt thanks … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge#337
Sidewalk
irrelevant sidewalkslook wistfullyat speeding carson the expresswayfocus only onchalk-white arrows -sprouting greens-a flower peepingfrom asphalt cracks-rolled down rocksstuck in a wire meshask for participationin fast-moving life a camera clickwhizzes pastrecords a momentto be sharedwhile breathingpeppermint windsin the countryside the sidewalk endswhere the tunnel begins-it loses attentionof passers-byto artificially lit darkwaiting to come outat the other … Continue reading Sidewalk
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #336
Welcome again! This week, let us delve into 'speculative fiction', except that we will not restrict ourselves to fiction. It comes close to sci-fi or fantasy. The writer raises and answers a series of 'what-ifs' to design a delightful literacy piece. Find more details here. PROMPT #336 The subject is a proposed merger treaty with … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #336
A sliver in the drawer
The moon crashed with a thud tonight, and clouds murmured secrets from other worlds through whispering windows on Earth. I was lucky enough to catch a piece of the moon and stash it away in the drawer for dark nights. I can hear its silent screams, asking for release. The broken moon in the sky … Continue reading A sliver in the drawer
Melting islands
wintry shades recedeskin breathesin sunlight summertime huesweave gregarious patternsovertake early nights islands of thoughtconnect as the ice meltsrelationships thaw Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
Solstice
“It is only a moment, not a day,” says Frank. I started wondering about the tapestry of moments we call a day and how we differentiate those from the night. Life is just a series of moments without reference to the sun's movement. The longest nights happen inside. solsticeswon't change equationssun deceives Haibun Monday
Words
words dried upbefore hitting the Express buttonturn rancidin anticipationof being held accountablefor every comma and pause words interruptedbefore the completion of a sentenceshrivel upin despair knowingtheir spirit goes unheardwhile letters hang mid-air words accumulatedunspoken, buried aliveflare upin rage to become a firethat consumes the speakerbut who cares anyway? Sunday Confessionals
Fragment Poem
Chosen 13 lines from my poem titled Eternity a day, a month,a year, a decade,a century, an ageride on predecessors-carry bits of themlike concealed colorsof a spectrum-highlight their gold-leave imprintson transient sandknowingthe future will interpretstories as they like NEW POEM WITH INSERTED FRAGMENTS desperation clutching on toself-defined routinesnon-negotiableit is the only way to survivea day, … Continue reading Fragment Poem
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #335
Welcome back! PROMPT #335 I decided to take a break from AI and find intriguing pictures online. This is what I came up with. Let it fire your imagination 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 … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #335
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