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RDP-Sunday- Plastic

Plastic! Garish and loud, Supple and light, It fits everywhere, All Pervading, Omnipotent, Omniscient. It has moulded all facets, All supports now plastic, Love and camaraderie, Both too cast in that mould. As I cast an eye around, Delving into the debris, Searching for a tenable hold, My hands clutch, Only that plastic cold!

Word of the Day Challenge – Imagination( a cinquain)

She flew, Traversing far, Her imagination, Her wings as she soared high fearless, All hers. Via : https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/11/24/imagination/

It just flows

When that cauldron overflows, Surging, The vent bursts open, Spewing out the simmering lava, Burning with its latent heat, Stoked over years. It flows out, It just flows, Overwhelming, Consuming, Reckless of what comes on its way. It wants to break free, The volcanic dam unshackled. It just flows, Meandering down unknown slopes. It does… Continue reading It just flows

Twittering Tales # 111 – 19 November 2018

She looked deep inside the well of her mind,the cobblered walls weathered by the turns of life. All she could see was an endless dark abyss. And then she spied a shadowed halo of light encircling the dark arid well. And she smiled undaunted. (261 characters) Via : https://katmyrman.com/2018/11/20/twittering-tales-111-19-november-2018/

RonovanWrites#Weekly#Haiku#Poetry Prompt#Challenge#228 Future&Hope

Hoping against hope, Fighting her life's stormy tides, She anchored future.

A Melange

A melange of art and nature, Fusion of soul and earth, Sea, Surf, And the, Sculptor. An idyll, What our planet could be! A travesty, It is not; But voices, Still rippling, Sure, A crescendo will come, Turning Earth, A Garden of Eden, In some future, A hope!

A burlesque

Life, A burlesque, A comedy of relations entwined, Each into its into own, And never into yours. You give them all, And they take it all. A caricature of love, A friendly charade, And downsizing. Its part of the game, So just sit back, And enjoy, The burlesque of life.

My dream

Living the dream, I often see, What I want to see. Filling my hues, Suffused with untold emotions, Painted with untold words, Embedded with buried thought. Undaunted, Adamant, I refuse to let it go, Tenaciously clinging onto it. Someday, It will rise from the dark shadows, Rivetting out from the deep caverns, Its fiery aura… Continue reading My dream