Don’t wake upby aerosonic boomsor imagine bombingsomewhere therebad weather causessnowing on television screensworld news not interrupted Tomorrow morningsnow people into believingit was a bad dreamWar happensonly when a victorycan fetch votesnot otherwise Quadrille #191 at dVerse
capturing a mindset on pagescelebrating or denigrating itleaving it open with questionstakes a piece of the writer with it a sketch takes perspectivesof the artist -yetviralityis a clickon transient screenslike shapeless splashes of inkon time Quadrille #190
He moonwalksto keep the crowds engagedputting up a grand showunder intense pressurewhen walking straightis not an option for himbut no one knows He jaywalksto express hidden angstand becomesa target for criticism Rebellion has deep roots Quadrille #189
window of hopeleading to a roomwhere spring livesundaunted by fallwhere inmates knowthey will recreatewhatever is lost temple of confidenceleading to godswho make you look upno heads bowed downhands that stretchto pluck the stars Quadrille at dVerse Photo Challenge at MLMM
a formdisfigured with thornsready to hurt otherswith no provocation a mind and bodyconsuming itselfby venom retention consciousness unable to seepain stored in folds of memoryletting malignancy bewithout excavation kills wellnessof self and othersmutual destruction Quadrille #186 - Fold
when eyes are still limpid poolsbut skin around them crinkleslines are experientialdon’t call them wrinkles when brushing silver strandsfrom the mink coatis a status symboldon’t let silly numberssink your magnificent boatbe happy you are still afloat Quadrille at dVerse
the core of humanity smashedscattered on pavementscloneswith properties of the whole-but alwaysa little less;a little incomplete; God blasted Himselfwith a Big Bang-Nowplanets, satellitespart of same systembut apart-looking for each otherand God Quadrille #184 Smashing Poems Photo Challenge #482
each timenegativity jumps at usto dent self-confidenceor uses irrelevant stuffto enforce compliance Reinstate the fence-boundaries are fluidwe let people infrom time to time We’ve to fight hardto not let them havea sliver of our souls Quadrille #183
it’s life-longno reason for distrustat least not as yet… you’re just a thought awaywe know when our thoughtsconverge or divergeand it’s not a problem confirmationsmake it seem unreal-pining for you is nota part of the deal Quadrille #182
harsh wordsignored, forgottenpresumably forgiven-I lick woundsand move on -a voice-a gesture-a wordpierces againpop comes upforgotten pain relationshipsnot easy to repairgloss over differenceseulogize wabi sabipromote kintsugi artyet…cracks are always there Pop Goes the Quadrille
