Alone

I cried only when pain turned unbearable   No one was around to hear silent screams       https://patriciasplace.me/2020/01/24/friday-5-lines-or-less-7/

Retrieval

relationships overpowered - by devices with artificial memory a few of my favorite things buried in subconscious depths cry for retrieval – to be planted on screens https://patriciasplace.me/2019/10/16/in-other-words-favorite-things/

Delicious

Delicious cannot be captured in five lines it resonates with the whole being exploding all senses creates deep-seated memories https://patriciasplace.me/2019/10/02/in-other-words-delicious/

Let me go

“Five years have passed, but I don’t know why we split…..” said the wistful message from a number I’ve tried hard to forget. “I’m allergic to peanut butter, despite the nutritional value. Does that answer you?” “I’d like to know the cause of allergy.” “Persistence … I wish you’d let me go – without any …

A psychiatrist ponders

Can I get them back to our world, which I dare say is ‘normal’? Can I make them see things the way I do, and negate their own reality? Can I influence them with hope or fear, and make them fall in line? I can help them realign, but can I repair the damage done …

It’s my business

“Why can’t you just mind your own business?” “I’m doing exactly that.” “By peeping over the fence?” “I need inputs from the other side to change colors.” Sigh! The business of some people…. https://patriciasplace.me/2019/09/11/in-other-words-spy/

Aflame

monstrosities sethearts aflame - poised for revengeonlookers ignorevictim's suffering, blame forunfeminine violence https://patriciasplace.me/2019/09/04/in-other-words-aflame/

Blandness

“She is a truly nice person.” “What makes you say that? She’s nice because she accepts whatever you or I say…” “That’s a very rude way of describing her personality.” “Sorry, but she is as bland as a pancake or a pie base. The value lies in the topping or filling.” https://patriciasplace.me/2019/08/28/in-other-words-pancakes/

Waiting

My fitbit shows the blood pressure rising. Nobody likes to be stood out. The least John could do was let me know the reason for delay, and at what time should I expect him. To add insult to injury, his phone is switched off. The bugger has lost his next increment. I’m his boss …. …

Chaos

topsy-turviness beckons as I seek to discover undercurrents of chaos -the order that lies beneath https://patriciasplace.me/2019/08/14/in-other-words-topsy-turvey/