Daily Show

liminal color on split horizons struggles to conceal angst within it’s been a hard day but …   pain and anger will soon be dimmed by nocturnal fantasies played out by stars   twinkling hard to hide the drama in heaven’s underbelly -armies protect thrones   writing power statements for a new spiel of authority … Continue reading Daily Show

Insights

I watch with horror fake vulnerability -being donned as armour or a deceptive cloak to win trust   To be accepted or liked I need to look like them pretend – that I think like them, am one of them…   How often is the world misled by a genius conman -or deprived of smart … Continue reading Insights

Unquenched

embroidered memories of nurtured illusions   innocent doe-eyes were just that   -youthful traps for a thirsty soul   thirst unquenched… youth spent   https://scvincent.com/2019/10/17/thursday-photo-prompt-calling-writephoto/

Stony silence

imperceptible shifts in the horizon rock watery graves but your stony silence conceals manipulations and conspiracies curated over decades   It is a face they dread watching over surrounding turbulence -but nobody knows when secrets will start pouring out as smoldering lava from a volcano https://scvincent.com/2019/10/10/thursday-photo-prompt-stillness-writephoto/

Magpie

harbinger of stories carrying a reputation on its delicate back -a magpie struggles to stay afloat in air mimicking humans lest the burden of luck good or bad brings it down -what is natural to it is a fable for others ironies of life…. https://scvincent.com/2019/09/26/thursday-photo-prompt-harbinger-writephoto/

Up, up and up….

a tiny hope to overshadow the Sun acquires gigantic proportions   I wake up energized, ready to take on the world ground beneath my feet slips like sand lashing waves topple dreams   I’ve no wings yet something sprouts internally taking me up, up and up….. Is this what you call the stratosphere? https://scvincent.com/2019/09/19/thursday-photo-prompt-murmur-writephoto/

Deception

bareness stretches to share hollow secrets with stark branches remembering lush green foliage that once adorned   golden beams smile knowing – colors will change with every season, every dawn vain reflections know not they are not real   the Lord and Master rests with a promise to return handing over batons to its beloved … Continue reading Deception