She saw the world as if through a veil
Just enough to guide her
But not enough to really see
Sounds
Louder
Tastes
Sharper
Smells
Stronger
But still
No sight
Walking in an unfamiliar world
Until
One touch
A shimmering light
A whole new way to live
To see without seeing
She no longer walked alone.
~
I really love the image this week, really beautiful! I wrote this one for this weeks photo challenge at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie 🙂
Ain’t we quaint?
In this technicolor world
Just following the moon
Letting it guide our ways
So inept
We’re like a puppet
Without its puppeteer
The perfect torsion
To mold our Stygian lot
Stone cold drunk
On Razorwine
We don’t realise
The trouble we’re in
That it will grate away
Our freedom, just
To leave the sour truth
Nothing can end in silence
Only a rare soul
Can geminate
And rise again
To lead us a different way
~
I wrote this one for this weeks Wordle at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie 🙂 We are given twelve words and are asked to use 10 of them in a poem or story. I’ve bolded the ones I used, and ended up using them all this week.
I stand
Teetering on the edge
The fall
A never ending drop
I wobble
Breath catching
The earth
Gone for just a moment
Eyes closed
I must go before I turn
Arms outstretched
I lean into the open air
Then
A feeling of warmth
Familiar
Fingers entwined with my own
Warmth
Laughter
Arms holding me close
Words
Beautiful, comforting words
I am grounded now
Here to stay
Thank you
Friend
~
Inspired by Mindlovemiserie’s Menagerie Tale Weaver prompt for this week.
Inuksuk: “something which acts for or performs the function of a person.”
The Imagination;
Inexplicably,
Incredibly,
Uncharted.
So you put pen to paper,
Pour out your heart and soul.
Possibilities are limitless.
~
This is another from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie, this time it’s a Poetweet! You have 140 characters to write a poem inspired by the photo prompt, though you don’t have to use it!
A cool draught of words,
Harsh enough to curdle milk,
But leaving only a twinge of doubt,
To subtly stir the pot,
A bowl of plans, lies and deception.
Until;
It forged a partition,
To me:
A protection,
Far from any form of altruism.
For her:
A paper tiger,
She saw right through.
My last was of her visage,
Tears,
Burning slowly away,
Leaving only a defunct,
And broken heart.
~
I’m trying another newly found writing challenge! 🙂 The lovely Rose Ketring introduced me to this one, you should go check out her gorgeous writing! It’s from Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie, another awesome writing blog, the prompt: Wordle, the words in bold are my choices of twelve I had to use in my poem or story 🙂
Far out, thisone took a definite sad and rather depressing turn. This seems to happen to me a lot…
Thanks for reading! 🙂
Writing(s) by Anna 