I wonder what is compressed, in this tiny rockholding history of time, stories of decadespacked with static energy; threatens to convertkinetic force will combat, all that obstructs it MTB: Rocking the Imayo
Tiny Rock
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #288
Welcome back! PROMPT #288 There are three quotes below. Choose any one of them, and base your piece on it. You get brownie points for combining quotes. There is no restriction on format of the piece. There is no last date either, unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap. Advertisements about:blank REPORT … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #288
Masked
At the fag end of life, I wonder why I did whatever I did, and what could have happened on the path not taken. I strained authenticity to prove a point to people who didn’t matter, and never stood by me. I followed rules which made no sense to me. A few approving glances came … Continue reading Masked
Layers
-grainy-texturedtechnology-superimposedlayers of truth-sun, sand and seaescape smoothness-disguised beauty Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt
Anachronism
souls stuck on the wrong sideof the time machinestruggle and writhe in painnot knowing why they don’t belongwhy are they punishedfor just being themselves I am the conceptI am the scriptI am the beginning and endto make people understandvalue is derivedonly from context everything elseis created by godscaught in bad moods-arcs meant to fit innon-existent … Continue reading Anachronism
Opportunity
when the sky strikes gold-poised to meet the divine orba bird touches God-while another waits for duskto pray and dream once againmisses opportunity Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
Mind of a fraudster
moving up and downI'm a restless clownI dream of riding on wavessee transformationseeks confirmationnot happy with just hands raisedwaves are recedinghollowness leavingmy conscious mind as I chasetwelve-o'clock conquestdecisions to reston a fraudulent database The chosen form is Alouette 12 lines a mention of twelve-o'clock 44 words written for Quadrille at dVerse Wishing all of you … Continue reading Mind of a fraudster
Eyes
Eyes – piercing, accusing, tormenting glances surround her spewing fire, till she shuts her own eyes to escape the lethal impact, and moves inward to find strength within. Eyes – watch with trepidation as the cross on her shoulders breaks to transform into artistic patterns and tells a story – a story which they do … Continue reading Eyes
Rainbow in the Sky
I paint a rainbow on the sky. The lighthouse waits for a ship to pass. The lighthouse keeper stopped coming, as advanced technology took over. I feel its loneliness, and the feeling of irrelevance in the absence of ships seeking guidance. I move the torchlight on the wooden benches. Where have all the people gone? … Continue reading Rainbow in the Sky
Wish
The history of flights taken by my owner is testimony to my contribution. I lament my irrelevance floating in the air, or grounded – close enough to be gobbled up by a curious kitten or puppy. Did the bird support me, or I supported her? Whistling winds and blue skies cast an inviting glance, but … Continue reading Wish
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