Category Archives: Poetry

Movement – Reena Saxena #writephoto

Being rooted is wonderful. It gives a sense of belonging. Being strongly rooted is claustrophobic. It obstructs movement. The weight of my ingrained beliefs and thinking models do not help much. The vegetation around me is immobile too, except that … Continue reading

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Dreaming #midnighthaiku

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Fallen – Frank Hubeny #writephoto

They live in wisdom who see themselves in all and all in them, whose love for the Lord of Love has consumed every selfish desire and sense craving tormenting the heart.¹ This pair of stones once pointed tall, but now … Continue reading

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First #midnighthaiku

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Lost – Willow Willers #writephoto.

This prompt of Sue’s has so touch my imagination I have written a second entry, an Etheree. Fallen Lost Souls fall From high grace No more to see Their beloved God’s face Banned from heaven above Because of their hidden … Continue reading

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The problem with hitchhikers…

They’re lurking in there, This I know, I put them there Some time ago; They are the fish The eye forgot… And have I seen them? I have not. * A barbelled snout I just might see If I am … Continue reading

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A day in the life… #CarersWeek

* I woke feeling awful, a cold in my head, And with no real desire to get out of bed. The clock said half five and the day had begun As I crawled from the covers and peered at the … Continue reading

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Weeping #midnighthaiku

Weeping summer tears A thousand sunburts falter As a flower dies * For Frank J. Tassone’s haikai challenge.  

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Fallen – Neha #writephoto

She let her fallen tears, cleanse her bruised heart. Sometimes, one found the less traveled paths that led to joy by letting go of expectations. Reblogged from Forgotten Meadows

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Flowers…

  There were always flowers. Orchids pinned upon a mother’s breast, All lace and diamonds. Long black gloves And painted lips, As she left, laughing. A child who watched As the door closed. There were flowers… Yellow tulips, Cellophane and … Continue reading

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