Filtering figments

lure inclined to want more though paths chosen lead to watery emptiness, drowning in one’s own tears, stifling release of subconscious emotions yet illusions draw our minds to knowing if we are capable of clear visions Word of the Day… Read More ›

Respectfully yours

Thanksgiving, a ceremony of staunch family tradition but once a year. Seems a shoulder pad attitude apes a song of the dying. Let’s shed some moonlight on lost moderation. Feast on kindness, caring and so it goes VJ’S WEEKLY CHALLENGE… Read More ›

Bruised Spirit

Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons memories of melancholia bury my passion to exist the thick of fog blurs my mind I am my own puppet yet without control my hard-spent days a riddle of the past Reena’s Exploration Challenge #108… Read More ›