Who invented competition?It made others look up at me I was leading my lifetill crabby pincerspulled me downto mingle with themwhere I don’t belong. accused of unthought deedscrossing boundariesmakes me criminal Who invented communities?They kill individuality Quadrille at dVerse
a burning deckdiamonds up the magician’s sleevefire dripping inkfor a writer’s penweaving a plotwith twists galore What Do You See?
Not a hermit for sure, I dance with the wavessun-kissed and wild, my spirit unchainedin the salt-scented breeze, life’s rhythm embraced Not a hermit for sure, I wander through dreamsChasing stardust trails in deep, dark realmsI whisper secrets to the sky’s invisible seams Six Sentence Stories
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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
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
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
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
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“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
