Interpretationa double-edged swordKnowledge gainedyet mysteries stored Traditions passed from hand to handevolving with each scholar’s stand.for in each word and symbol’s gracelies the power to embrace, The past, the present,and what’s to be,religion or historya legacy of mystery. Friday Faithfuls
Welcome back! We are back with a picture prompt this week. PROMPT #342 Let the pathos in the image take over your keypad. The format of the piece is not restricted, and there is no last date either unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap. We will not include any post that … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #342
“We used to have a life - chatting face-to-face, watching expressions before responding and displaying etiquette in easy, understandable ways,” Uncle Arthur is going nostalgic again. “I’m younger than you are, Arthur,” interjected Aunt Esther, “ and I remember the sounds when you disconnected the phone in anger or disgust and even the wooden pen … Continue reading Nostalgia
It was called a “black-out” in 1971. Windows and skylights were covered with thick black paper. The sound of an aircraft drove the neighbourhood into deep distress.They prayed for invisibility, huddled inside the silence of fear, pulling sheets above their eyes. I’d have loved to see the enemy’s face. But the next morning, Uncle said … Continue reading Changing face of war
“Those who don’t know the rules of the road impose a rule on rule-makers – of making their rules known in a language others understand.” “They also need to know the consequences of non-compliance. But they appear to know all the possibilities of getting away.” “Yes. They can fly, whereas we can’t.” “Especially if their … Continue reading Trendsetters
darkness embracessecrets of the subconsciousa glimmer of hopeactions dawn; all that you dreamtawaits you in unseen worlds Moonwashed Weekly Prompt- Glimmer
churned thoughtsbecome a poemI select a few wordsor spaces in betweento become a dream freedom of spacesinterlocked withwistfulnesswhat could have been-a forgotten dream My subconsciouswill spin yarns tonightto weave incredulityunseen, unheard scenes-I dare to dream Poetics: Dreaming up a Poem
a pausebrain fog declaresonset of life's autumnI stretch, flailing arms to embracesunset Photo Challenge #527 Tanka Tuesday
I buy a handmade candle whose soft glow defrays the darkness in my house, struck by power failure. It helps the young widow pay electricity bills to keep her baby comfortable. Weekend Writing Prompt #375
celebrating existencefrom a baby showerto birthdaysand all those designated ‘Days’for various roles in lifeI wonder if the world is truly blessedto have meor is it the other way round I examine the bonds closelyand their frailty surprises mewhat holds me to lifeis an illusionof multidirectional growthof contributionof relevancewhereasI’ve been on a linear pathfrom the beginningto … Continue reading Sublime
