Final moments

It’s almost dawn, and embers in the fireplace glow in the dark. Spent fuel lends its last bits of energy to the world. I guess you know that the doctors have given up. Else, what could make you tell me all those stories, as if you are rewriting the truth? Tell me … when we’ve … Continue reading Final moments

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #253

Welcome back! PROMPT #253 It's a Line Prompt this week. "Why doesn't the phone ring stop? I've pressed all buttons." Incorporate this line at the beginning, end or anywhere in your piece. There is no restriction on format of the piece. There is no last date either, unless you wish to be featured in the … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #253

End of Day

numb to the boneI reflect on stupendous daysdid my life turn aroundor is it only a view? Am I the same personwho woke up with a yawnto smell the coffee,swallowed all venom, shed skin several timesemerged wiserbut a different personat the end of day? So what ifthe venue’s still the sameI’ve traveled thousand mileslong before … Continue reading End of Day

Going with the wind

“Sell off this junk. Buy some decent things." My son is visiting us for Christmas. “The income from this store took care of your college education. Now my health does not permit running it.” “I’m a brand new person after college. Renewal is the name of the game. You need to change the scene around … Continue reading Going with the wind

Blood Moon

let’s take a walk on the beachgive the ocean a chanceto touch our bare feetLater, we’ll spend some timeon the rocksto hear crashing wavestell their secretssome of whichwe’ve already imbibedas they seeped inthrough our tired skin watch the Blood Moonwalk across the skybleeding stories from other worldshappy to get rid of nameshuman imaginationgives a rocky … Continue reading Blood Moon

Dark in light

walk over a chasm to reach the idylldark depths provoking imaginationsmooth white pathways leading celebrationsbe led up the garden path or downhill anti gods bring the ink, gods hold the quillI hear bells ring in alliterationawaken the demons, spark creation different perspectives emerge in synclet me be the bridge, let me be the link Written … Continue reading Dark in light

Chaos

chaosnot in line withmy plans and thought processit throws me off balance, out ofcontrol now watchdictators hidein the guise of helperswaiting to pounce on weak momentshate them… know whyI hate chaosdisorder disturbs peacemy unhindered existence, curbspower mirrorsshow same instinctsmy hunger for powerbeyond my life and existenceI fear RXC #252

Lost words

colors and patternsspeak, yet leave things open tointerpretationwe communicate onlywith standardized symbols I spend the night hunting for lost words. I dream of failure to deliver on a writing project, because I lose a clue. It’s a syllable falling short somewhere, or a synonym not found. The antonym is too aggressive and throws me into … Continue reading Lost words

Synchronicity

I believe that synchronicity is the result of the universe sending us signals for something we don’t understand.  It happens to me in small ways all the time. You think about someone, and the person calls. A delayed parcel arrives just as you plan to lodge a complaint. My husband and I may think about … Continue reading Synchronicity