restrained power ofa framed mountain on the wallwatches silentlyliquid reflections of homes-the brink of dissolution What Do You See #285
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restrained power ofa framed mountain on the wallwatches silentlyliquid reflections of homes-the brink of dissolution What Do You See #285
sultrytropical climessummer knocks window panesair conditioners whirringcool rooms Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
twinkling starssoft tap window-panesI wake upto meet themsentience tiptoes away asthe night serenades Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
leave me alone with raw,enchanted poemsnot even the poet can come between us-my interpretation-my conversation let the words fly at meloaded with meaningtargeting my invisible subconsciousdevelop languagesaddress my parched soul leave me alone with booksaged paper cannotcome between me and outdated ideasI will infuse new lifemake them whole again Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
Who were those characters with dated looks and an outdated fashion sense? Their feet with toes turned backwards tell me who they are. I politely request that they return to their graves. I wake up in a different era. Mornings are challenging with many tasks to execute before 9 am. It’s not the time to … Continue reading Circles
opportunitieswait behind closed doors. Countdownstarts now - push and grab Photo Challenge #560
the gnome smilesthough immobilizedby a cursebut alignedto the world with receptorshe projects value What Do You See #281
ALMOST dreams fulfilledcelebrationsin the airexplosionsround the corner, firecrackersand then - a close brush someone saysart imitates lifelife denies… The above poem is a broken Shadorma for W3 Prompt #151 Image credit: Photography by Hanan Mamoun INTERPRETATION Photo by Mathilde Langevin on Pexels.com hope springsin the form ofbright blooms to capture heartscherry blossoms last weeksthe tree … Continue reading Life
Why do memoriesflood terminal, ageing mindsAs if there's nowhere to go? a rain-soaked pictureblurred views with fading eyesightrelevance in reverse gear a sharpened focusto make sense of life gone byDid they enact the right scenes? reminiscencesrepainting past decisionsfor rationalisation Why do stories changeand we call it dementia?Sunsets fleet on horizons. a director's dollposing as the … Continue reading Autumn resplendence departs
catch thembefore they wiltunappreciatedgreat ideas should never gounshared Moonwashed Weekly Prompt