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Bridges Before Walls

We build too many walls and not enough bridges. Isaac Newton Leya’s Lens-Artists Challenge #283 – Illustrate a Favourite Quote or Poem

He stands in the courtyard of the lost city, holding an old scroll of ancient parchment. The archaic language written thereupon is similar to the primitive languages he had studied most of his scholarly life. It speaks of treasures hidden beneath the old city, though some of the text he could not decipher. He knewContinue reading “Lost City”

Hidden

Beneath the surfacean old soul remainsburied under layers of contemporary viewpointsthat leave the foundation withinforgotten and derelict Chipping away the layersslowly reveals the essenceof the structures originreviving primal access W3 Prompt #90: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s host, David himself, prompts us to “…try our hands at a relatively simple ‘nonce’ poetic form that I created. ItContinue reading “Hidden”

A gogyohka: Eastern Bluebird

Hello little bluebirdVivid blue muted in anticipation of springThe north wind does not deterPatiently perched at the birdbathWaiting for the ice to melt Colleen’s 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 17 I. J.’s Birds of the Week XLVII

Foolish Games

She stares into her bathroom mirror, a smug smile upon her face. She did it! She revealed herself to her lover’s wife during the celebration of their twentieth wedding anniversary. A posh restaurant, a shared bottle of champagne, live piano music… Perfect, except for the unexpected guest. She giggles at the recent memory. He andContinue reading “Foolish Games”

Moving Windows

Through a bus window Through a train window Through a plane window Through a boat window Terri’s Sunday Stills: Looking at Life Through a #Window

Dramatic

Man-made drama Sculpture of Francis Ford Coppola filming The Godfather – Savoca, Sicily These dramatic kitesurfers must be quite skilled, as they deftly avoided crashing into one another. Another dramatic thrill seeker… Nature’s drama Patti’s LAPC #282: Dramatic

Water

Two parts hydrogen, one part oxygenWe fall from the skyDestroyers of family picnicsWished away through children’s nursery rhymesDon’t underestimate our powerShape shifters we areMagical icy crystalsCaptivating in white laceFrosty blankets spreadOminous sky dwellers We approach in thunderous gloryA menacing specter Burdens released upon the earthWe fill river basinsFlow with herculean strengthAnnihilate all in our pathButContinue reading “Water”

Open Road

So many doors to choose from Yet I keep banging into the same wallTime to venture outThe open road callsPerhaps the right door will reveal itself Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #250

Divorcing Myself

Finding my true essenceI shall divorce myselfFrom others’ expectationsIn a world of programmingIt is difficult to know who I truly amInfluencers pull in all directionsFamily, friends and cool strangersExamining my beliefs and setting myself freeAfter all of these yearsDoes it matter so much?Relax and laugh at it all W3 Prompt #89: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poetContinue reading “Divorcing Myself”