The sand moving under my bare feet makes me feel unstable. I wonder if stories about the end of the world coming soon are true. What will it feel like? sand slips by fading consciousness asks for peace Will you be able to build bridges that last? The glow attracts, but does not feel …
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The phone buzzes… someone wants to check on my well-being. I switch off social media notifications. The frequency is higher than normal. I like seeing the well-dressed news reporters on television. There’s a normal life out there somewhere – people dressing up for work, interacting, going live … I say my gratitude for the internet …
Nine yards of fabric Around a petite frame Valour personified, violence vindicated As she steps up to slay monsters Red becomes her, the Goddess compels All to respect, to accept and bow To power of the feminine Raw are wounds on her soul Instilling fear, inspiring awe, as blood oozes…. Note: A nine-day long festival …
you charge ahead with force not knowing what drives you darkness within, in search of light Meaning escapes, but continues to haunt deep valleys and high roads till you look, dive inside https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/03/31/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-171-specificform/
I don't like mirrors it mocks, looks me in the eye my enlightened self https://amanpan.com/2020/03/30/eugis-weekly-prompt-enlighten-march-30-2020/
I waited for change, for what appears to be a lifetime now. Change happened, but not always for the better, and I was not driving it. I was sick of being a recipient, and waiting for Divine Grace to bless my life. The hope to find understanding, acceptance and love was gradually fading away. I …
my contributiona drop in the vast oceanembarrassed on itI withdraw, then go aheadit saves my soul, if not yours https://onewomansquest.org/2020/03/30/v-j-s-weekly-challenge-90-contribution/
