Aaargh! This excruciating pain gnaws at me againI need to prove I’m not an ovary, not a uterusI’m more than the sum of my body partsAnd that rascal who said, “For whom do you dress or undress?”did not know I would explode under duressin different ways, in diverse streamsto become a goddess, wear talent, and … Continue reading The Chauvinist
Welcome back! PROMPT #353 We have an image prompt this week. Source: Pixabay Description of the image: The sun is shining with the word TRUTH emblazoned on it. Down here, a man walks with a lantern and an umbrella printed with the word UN-BELIEF. His shadow falls on the ground ahead. The format of the … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #353
step backbefore you falldeep, deep, deeper than truthtill you don't recognise yourselfLie still Photo Challenge #538
A blinking prompt, a frozen mindThe muse deserts meNot again A simmering stew, a hot stoveFrozen meatNot again A forward step; a packed bagThe door is lockedNot again Stale words; ancient expressionsFrogs croakYet again Unlocked dreams; a new moonLet the light shineOnce again Poetics
Aching to go backUsual summer routinesTransitioning toUnconcernedMoonlit mauvesNeons blink from fallen leaves WithdrawnInterestNights are coldTrees look barrenEmeralds lostReturn to oblivion Song on lipsPranksters delightRhythm restoredIn a blooming budNeo-natal smilesGood morning, world! Sultry nightsUmbrellas outMulberry bloomsMerlin fakesEerie sounds to deceiveRighteous moves W3 Prompt #130
Those grateful eyes hauntauthentic claims to help -allI did was pretend Moonwashed Weekly Prompt - Pretend
lights blinking in the darkness, but signals do not matchI trust ya and flash a light, but stopthe bridge above calls it a fraudulent moveI'm desperate to meet my counterpart I trust ya and flash a light, but stopWho can crack the code without a common language?I'm desperate to meet my counterparttrust is premium; being … Continue reading Cracking a code
why blame errant wavesfor washing away castlesbuilt on shifting dunesI watch dreams sailing awaywith my imagination Tanka Tuesday
The sweeper looks surprised when I say, “Treat the dried leaves with the same respect you give the dead.” I hear the leaves crying out in anger when trampled by insensitive feet. The widowed branches are unsure if they want to mourn the departure of the old or welcome the new arrival. Seasons always put … Continue reading Seasons
Stay masked beyond Halloween.to keep your image and sheen What lies behind is more than horrorenough to break a robust mirror Is that evil or weakness highly strungin fear of being avenged or wrung? How far can a criminal goto cover tracks dirty and low? Do you remember your just-born facebefore you won and found … Continue reading Cringeworthy
