Never get old, or: Our souls

Poetry Partners #96 'The Youth and Senior Citizens', a Villanelle by Myrna Migala of 'My Forever' The youth will never engage That our souls will never get old Upon arriving at old age Inside โ€” Seniors feel caged The aged will uphold The youth will never engage We old citizens feel as if onstage Not… Continue reading Never get old, or: Our souls

Receive, or: Deceive

Receive truth ~ But this to Believe in: all world religions are Deceiving. Still, mortals struggle to Conceive; as from lived suffering, no Reprieve; that by it, nothing great's Achieved ~ other than earthly wisdom. W3 poetry prompt This poem was written in response to murisopsisโ€™ W3 prompt ~ to write a poem of no less… Continue reading Receive, or: Deceive

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

Invisible, or: People

Poetry Partners #88 'Green Park Benches', a poem by J. P. of 'The Poetry Of J.P.' Old bearded men drifting in the alleys of night have died with the sunset and as I have overlooked their bodies beneath green park benches and bridges they too have overlooked my feet passing quietly by as the waitress… Continue reading Invisible, or: People

Lovingly, or: All we have in common

Poetry Partners #86 A poem by Anne Morrigan of 'Anne A p a r t' I fell in love Precisely because you asked me not to said I was foolish one of thousands a fly in your soup Common. but you had to concede that you revealed yourself to me so what I could not… Continue reading Lovingly, or: All we have in common

Warm, welcoming work culture

Sorry, WP Friends I've been feeling guilty of late because, for the past two weeks, I've been struggling to find the time to comment on all of my WP friends' blogs. Two weeks ago was when I began my new job at The Jewish Agency for Israel (JAFI). Like many Israelis, I have more than… Continue reading Warm, welcoming work culture

Hardly aware, or: Certainly unclear

A sijo each ever spirals through substantial, intangible changes hardly aware, certainly unclear as cycles snap and twist coil together, one into the next resisting gravity 'Ronovan Writes' poetry challenge Sijo Wednesday #8 Ronovan encourages poets to write sijos that include the words 'rebirth' or 'change' today. Sijo? A Korean verse form related to haiku and tanka and comprised… Continue reading Hardly aware, or: Certainly unclear

Her silk dress fell to the floor

For all the money he'd throw at her, she felt herself his possession and hated it. Finally, she'd had enough. "I'm leaving you," she said, as her silk dress fell to the floor, followed by her jewelry and lingerie. "You can keep everything." Naked, she turned provocatively towards the front door, as he stood there… Continue reading Her silk dress fell to the floor