Welcome back! PROMPT #431 This week, we are taking a rather broad look at AGE-ING, and the relationship between generations. Whether you see yourself as young, old or somewhere in between, examine your relationship with those on the other side and base your piece on that. I give below an excerpt from The Marginalian by … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #431
intent matterswhen you hold me up to the worldTrust shatterswith the littlest sleight of hand I know the differencebetween stardom in the skyand being a puppethelpless in the stratosphere What is closenessif not a gamble,a wager on tendernessagainst the weight of change? I’ll let go of your handbefore the crack widensshed flowers in springbut let … Continue reading Intent matters
it’s a dog’s lifesitting bum-to-bumchasing their spot in the sunfighting over the same toyI don’t know whyWhile others vegetate in drawers it’s a dog’s lifepampered bratstell the worldnot knowingpets have the bestof all worlds Quadrille at dVerse
Whispers ignite in hidden halls,sparks of dissent gather,a thunderstorm swelling in the ranks. No lightning of tyranny can silence this roarvoices surge, speaking the truthfracturing chains,rolling over the soil of fear. Autocracy trembles, its fortress undone,as rebellion rains justice,storming toward dawn,where freedom breathes;humanity wins Weekend Writing Party #468
wrapping up the past exhausts meit’s so physicalold diaries, letters,framed picturesalbums in black and whitecollege marksheetsthe gift from my grandfathermy mother’s belongingsold, but expensive clothesI can’t fit into now the future invitesbeing so lighteverything compacted on a devicebudgets, retirement plans,a few appsitems in shopping cartsAI headshotsdrafts and outlines of booksthat live in my headword soups … Continue reading Digital is Spiritual
Welcome to a searing, sultry month, at least in my part of the world! We have been asked to avoid international travel, buying gold and preferably work from home, as part of austerity measures during wartime. The stock market crashed in anticipation of a recession. PROMPT #430 This week, let us wrap our heads around … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #430
metal twisted into shapesframed in concrete structurescovered with woven fabricsor glass in varying degreesof transparency It questions its purposeto filter and fragment views-yet let fresh air into bathe stagnant dust all the while being stuckdeprived of willpoweror locomotive abilityit invites the sun and rainto wash, to burnto ask for pathwaysinto inside worlds W3 Prompt #211
fragments of hope and dreamsstitched together in a patterndesigned to vocaliseall that was left unsaidstructured to open windowsthat let breathetexturised to give a viewof the world outsidenot wholebut just enough to createsome more patterns Fabric of the psycheA silent spongeDrinks perspectivesreshaping itselfinto imprintsbut remainsporous to hope,dreaming new skies. Poetics Tuesday: What Art Says The Met … Continue reading Porosity
I bought a repository of thoughts-to internalisemake me wise-I fingered pages with loveburnt eyesight at midnightand yet… The wise refused to speakwith my unsteady voice-dedication discarded-devotion ignoredborrowed words jumped backinto trembling amber flames I burnt the libraryto light up my soul-nurture usurped thoughtsto blend with my own-patch up broken piecesemerge as a whole I cast … Continue reading I bought a library
imprints of fragilityyet – not so fragileephemeral beautycaptured for eternity inked on my wristare moments unlivedto complete a storyof shadows and light,of silence that speaksand echoes that fade. What Do You See #340
