Shadorma returned home never to leave here neither home here nor there left to devolve life to fate choice evolves away Prompts I. Twiglets #308 returned home II. Moonwashed weekly prompt Evolve
Tag: Fate
Well, or: Aware
A duodora I'm well aware of life's fragility; it would take only the tiniest nudge of fate to push one out onto the street to seek shelter from the elements under a worn awning. I'm well aware of the privilege that comes with looking out a morning window; sipping a freshly brewed coffee; having a… Continue reading Well, or: Aware
Lathe, or: Loom
Innocence lies, or: Winter waits
A 'Diablo' poem Children's laughter rings from the street Spring's much absorbed by summer's heat Innocence lies I feel myself betrayed by youth A father's love can't shade the truth Although it tries Eyes open, I know love deceives Sure as the rainbows of the leaves Sly sin of fate's With passing years, I autumn… Continue reading Innocence lies, or: Winter waits
The Kลel, or: Creativity verses form
Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they decided to continue their journey together; and Sangeetha came up… Continue reading The Kลel, or: Creativity verses form
The Alliterisen, or: Creativity verses form
Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they decided to continue their journey together; and Sangeetha came up… Continue reading The Alliterisen, or: Creativity verses form
Oceans apart, or: Together
An American sentence: Two brothers living across the globe rejoice at landing their dream jobs. What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didnโt work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of 17 syllables total. He felt… Continue reading Oceans apart, or: Together
Never, or: Now
A poem, based upon 'Time to Come' by Walt Whitman O, Life! a rough, billowy cloak Hangs round thee, and the present state; The eye may see, the hand may touch Only one's revealed fate. This mind, which now parallel flows With frantic hope and rising fear; This heart of flesh with chambers four, That… Continue reading Never, or: Now
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