I float to the window,find the world staring back at meimpervious, unconcernedas it has always been -the moon dissolveson the horizon-the sun jumps upIt’s business as usualAnother tiring dayproving its infallibilityand omnipresence I look back at the body.in peaceful slumber on the bedHeave a sigh of reliefI don’t need to prove anythingto anyoneany more… W3 … Continue reading Not any more
It vanishes slowlylike a wispy threadin thin air-that inexplicable feelingof being hunted or haunted I turn back to shake handswith the tormentorA mirror imagegreets me Are we similarOr are we the same? the question will hauntmy respirationas long as breath lastsand as long asI breathe free Poetics: Haunted Harvest
Welcome to yet another week of 2024! I don't know why I feel that 2025 will be decidedly different from this year, but I can't pinpoint the cause or figure out how it will happen. Let's go with the flow. FEATURED POEM I've picked up the first stanza of Jude's poem. Lighthouse in the baySeeks … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #350
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
