#NaPoWriMo 2021 # I did not look up

My heart finds peace in secluded places and in little things that once remind us why we live. I did not look up as the jagged bolts of lightning tore asunder the dark sky shrouding the world with their bright incandescence. For I was lost in the cerulean tranquil abyss of my mind.

#WRITEPHOTO-RABBIT

Ariel,the tender Sprite had descended on the land of common natives to look out for goodness. Unseen and hidden in the verdant bush, it donned its pink glasses nosed with sharp whiskers. The glasses could see through all masquerades and pretentious charades and the sharp whiskers tingled on each stroke of goodness. But the Sprite… Continue reading #WRITEPHOTO-RABBIT

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 44: (STEAL) in the B rhyme line.

Spring blossoms and soft fragrant love, Gently seeps into hearts to steal, As it beats fast in a cartwheel, And all malice given a shove, Melody and love hand in glove, Tranquil wisps blow away the gloom, Passions roared in the narrow flume, Splashing an array of hues bright, Leaving one rapt in pale moonlight,… Continue reading Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 44: (STEAL) in the B rhyme line.

#JusJoJan prompt the 26th – “Shutter”

Strange is this new world! Anonymous fear, All pervading, A fragile trust, Wary trepidation, Lonely roads, Shuttered and desolate, Caged minds, Barred souls, Afar. Bonhomie vanished, No festive fire, A melancholic moroseness, A pallid gloom. As we pray for days of yore, When life was a celebration, A momentous jubilation. Via: https://lindaghill.com/2021/01/26/jusjojan-prompt-the-26th-shutter/

Rooted#Writephoto(a Haibun): A Repost

My soul tethered deep into my conscience is my anchor of life. Strong and sturdy, weathering the life's storms,it has grown. Lateral branches lush with verdant emotions, lush with life sprout shading me from harsh glares. They droop down burdened with the plethora of life's emoticons. And as they touch down to meet my inner… Continue reading Rooted#Writephoto(a Haibun): A Repost

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 1/2020

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “more.” Start your post with the word “more.” More you hide, More the moroseness. Open the doors of your heart, As the life knocks aloud. Unlock the closeted clasps, Break open the melancholic shackles, So nothing holds you back. Life bestows all its love on you,… Continue reading The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 1/2020

A strange world

Strange is this new world! Anonymous fear, All pervading, A fragile trust, Wary trepidation, Lonely roads, Shuttered and desolate, Caged minds, Barred souls, Afar. Bonhomie vanished, No festive fire, A melancholic moroseness, A pallid gloom. As we pray for days of yore, When life was a celebration, A momentous jubilation.

A Haze

A dark haze, Clouds of vicious smoke, Spiralling, Waltzing to an ominous tango, Clawing its fangs deep down, Scavenging into a tormented soul. The mystic soul, Lost, Bewildered, Hurt, It wails. Seeking solace, Searching for a beacon bright, That would lighten up , Those dreary paths. Fallen into a dark abyss, It trudges along wearily,… Continue reading A Haze