Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 143- Going home

Going Home …. by Sadje

Keep it alive

Reena is the host of Reena’s Exploration Challenge

It just struck me that we haven’t done an image prompt for long. So, here we go …


person with toy airplane on world mapPhoto by Andrea Piacquadio

As usual, there is no restriction on length or format of the piece. Write a post on your blog, and copy-paste the link here.


I am here

Far from home

I want to go back but

There are lot of restrictions

The flights are suspended, borders closed

Daily I check for flight schedules to see if I can

Get booking to fly to my home country

But I am disappointed every day

But I am still hopeful

I will get there soon!


When the pandemic broke, a lot of people who were out of the country for work, business, or vacation were stuck in foreign countries. This poem is a reflection of their…

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge 143 — cool grey slate

Cool, grey slate ….. by Jade Li/Lisa

Tao Talk

person with toy airplane on world map Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on

Surveying cool grey slate,
Shapes form, then colors
Rainbowed characters drawn
Shade shift, flavors pique
Sensory extravaganza

But only in our minds
What is is a unidimensional
Flat map of what could be
How do we inflate the dream
Into three dimensions?

Winds, planets, satellites
Water pools, veins, capillaries
Mountains, valleys, caves
The greenleafs and furred
The scaled and naked ones

Three dimensions lush, full
But still an empty caricature
Without holy, magic things
Meandering in, between spaces
Hearts, souls, cosmic synapses

Reena Saxena is the host of Reena’s Exploration Challenge.  Reena says:
[paraphrasing] The image is the prompt this week.

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Light …. by Aishwarya

Kitty's Verses

Fireflies, in clusters,


To be the light in darkness,

Collectively enlighten.

The Sun,


Hold back his radiance,

Awakens attributes aplenty, unsolicited.

Light radiates in abundance,

Bottling it, shrouding in darkness, only to be obscure,

Let inhibitions be bygones,

Uncork the spark to shine on forever.

47 words.

Thoughts behind the poem :- Uncork the light to radiate around. Don’t hold back.

Acknowledgements :- In response to Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 142. Thank you for running the challenge, Ma’am. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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More Than I Need

More than I need …. by Jim Adams

A Unique Title For Me

I had enough toilet paper to last me till Thanksgiving and I was not worried when all the shelves were empty at the store, but yesterday when I went out, I saw that they had toilet paper available on the shelves again, and I bought more.  It is taking up the whole bottom space in my pantry and I can barely close the door and I figure that now I will be good through Easter and my pantry could be called the cupboard of abundance.  I certainly don’t want to run out of toilet paper and it looks like we have a long way to go with this Covid-19 pandemic, as it doesn’t seem to be going quietly away.  I wonder if I was stocking up, or have I become a hoarder.

It seems simple enough, wash your hands, avoid touching your face and when you are out in public…

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Conflicted …. by Len

Responding to Reena’s prompt #142 “The genie is not getting back in the bottle“.

I told Jonah to pack some clothes in a bag as I would be taking care of him now , at least till he was grown enough to stand on his own two feet. While he packed I washed his ma, found her prettiest dress and combed her tattered locks, ensuring she looked presentable for the undertakers, I stroked her hair and sighed, mourning the waste of a good soul. I grabbed the bag of clothes and marched Jonah down the dusty path to my shack at the edge of the woods.

I showed him where he would be sleeping, told him to drop the bag on his bed and steered him towards the kitchen chair.

Searching for the scissors, I exclaimed ” We have to do something about that hair, it’s much…

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Damn Dream

Damn dream ….. by Shilpa Nairy

Shilpa Nairy

The family commitment, taking care of ill father, education of younger brother had curbed Bhavana’s dream of travelling different part of her birthland and the world. Though she was earning in lakhs, she could not save a penny. She had stopped about thinking her life, future and dream.

One day while she was strolling in the garden and surprised to see the golden peculiar bottle that was visible half covered in the mud. She pulled it with curiosity and rubbed to clean the bottle. Some smoky blurred transparent image popped up from the sprout of the bottle that made her throw it and start running.

“Your wish is my command” voice followed her.

“Don’t run. I am a genie. Ask three wishes. You are my master until I fulfil those.

Bhavana had heard about this in the story and couldn’t believe if its genie or ghost or something else. She…

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Frozen moment

Frozen moments ….by Punam


A snapshot of life in full glory of colours
stays encapsulated in the camera
frozen for the time being
as life fades into greys and blacks
drab shades of uncertain existence

the pace suddenly goes slack
the idyllic surroundings beckon
but eyesglide past, unfocussed
trivia occupying the turbulent mind
cofusion reigns!

the mighty changes unleashed so abruptly
getting entrenched in slow motion
life stands akimbo in a limbo
this genie refuses to be bottled again!

VJ’s Weekly Challenge #102: Pace

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt “Mighty”, June 29, 2020

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फ़तह के बाद

English translation in Comments…

Playing with words

हुआ मुहाल करना इज़हार-ए-मुहब्बत
फ़ेर लिया मुँह उसने अपनी फ़तह के बाद

करता रहा इंतज़ार सुनेंगें वो बात मेरी
सुना दिया फ़ैसला अपनी ज़िरह के बाद

क्या ख़ूब सँवारी वो उलझी ज़ुल्फ़ मैंने
उलझती गयी ज़िन्दगी हर गिरह के बाद

क्या परख़ते उनकी बातों की सच्चाई
खुल गयी कलई उनकी सतह के बाद

देख लेता जी भर के उस रोज़ उन्हें अमित
जानता गर नहीं मिलेंगें वो विरह के बाद 

In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 142

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Genie Unleashed

Genie unleashed …. by VJ Knutson

One Woman's Quest

Artistic sensibility
hungered by the exquisite
craves expression

The critic guffaws
decries creativity
starves the impulse

Who unleashed
such nonsense,
such magical thinking!

To think beauty
once espied
can be replicated

and by such an amateur
the unskilled hand
an unworthy representative.

But the artist, unleashed
knows only magic –
this genie will not be rebottled.
(Thank you to Reena’s Explorationchallenge, whose prompt line is: The genie is not getting back in the bottle.  Art work my own – self-critiqued and found lacking, thank you.)

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