The knife's metal blade catches threads of light to gleam as the sweetness of the fruit lingers on my tongue. It takes a knife and sharp teeth to extract sweetness from a well-bred fruit. The book taught me horticultural tricks but not the art of enjoying the fruit of my labour. I learnt it from the hard knocks … Continue reading Changing Gear
I met him after two decades, seated behind the counter at the Mom-and-Pop store, getting things packed for the delivery boys. I recall his arrogance as the concurrent auditor (he was related to the promoters) in the bank branch where I worked and the life-changing moment when he exclaimed, both condescendingly and lecherously, “She’s not my … Continue reading Presumptuous
Welcome back! PROMPT #351 We haven't done a collage for quite some time, so I'll let it rule this week. Do the images evoke something in you? Is there a story or memoir that connects with this? Can you choose one word for the theme or spirit of this collage and use it in your … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #351
menacingshadowscrouch behindshape-shift-to scare-to dare till I stretchmy handto touch itfeel them meltin my palmscrumbling downlike cigarette ash -remnantsof past bitternessblazing embersof aching memoriesI give my regardsto past livesand bid goodbyeto breathe free Poetics: Inspired by Album Cover Art
march onwith steady stepsclimb up to the rainbowmaking light of uncertaintyconquer Moonwashed Weekly Prompt - Writer's Choice
The red-tiled roof, a symbol of resilience, starkly contrasts the fleeting beauty of the rainbow. The tree, a silent sentinel, has witnessed the many storms the roof has weathered, providing unwavering support to the house's residents, a comforting presence in times of turmoil. The bird, with a heart full of courage, tests her wings. Perhaps … Continue reading To each their own
past and future meethold hands to walk togethera brief interlude What Do You See
a new day shapes upintangible horizonsrebuff eager gripshands struggling to hold; remoulda hazy future to bright -Vision transcends only what the mind can comprehend- comfort zones beckondarkness envelopes sweet dreams-manifestationis a battle to be foughtenvision the probable Tanka Tuesday
“Do you think someone allegedly involved in a fraud deserves a bonus and stock options?” her quivering voice echoes in the closed chamber. The question is direct, hard-hitting, and almost accusing. The honcho turns around in his chair, provocatively taps the cigar on the ashtray, and watches the dropped ash cool and shrink. “I know … Continue reading Clawback
It vanishes slowlylike a wispy threadin thin air-that inexplicable feelingof being hunted or haunted I turn back to shake handswith the tormentorA mirror imagegreets me Are we similarOr are we the same? the question will hauntmy respirationas long as breath lastsand as long asI breathe free Poetics: Haunted Harvest
