Physical prowess a weighty goal – bliss delayed by self-punishment. (Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Challenge: brawn/bliss)
Summer of ‘67 the British had invaded and Canada celebrated 100 years of confederation – and Dad, at the top of his game, came home with a brand new, powder puff blue convertible Eagerly, my sister and I loaded into the back seat, laughed at strands of our long hair flying into open mouths, strains […]
Mitochondria, research says, holds the key to this malaise – DNA failing to generate required energy I push against facts, strive to hoist this stricken body from the tedious mire – fail, plunge, succumb await renewal of momentum, push again a hopeless cycle. (Penned for DVerse’s Quadrille #59, prompt: cycle. Thank you to kim881 for […]
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Thank you so much for this fantastic entry in Manic Monday’s prompt!
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You are so welcome. Look forward to the next prompt.
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Wow! Superb!
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I wondered what I would do with those creepy photos, lol.
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That one is my personal photo taken from the inside of a van while touring Ireland on a stormy evening. You’re welcome to use it in a post
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So eerie.
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I thought so too. I’m glad I kept it instead of deleting as a bad photo. I felt mysterious, brooding….loved it through the rain soaked glass. Although my mind goes to mystery, intrigue, foreboding etc, it can also be seen as shelter in the storm.
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It can, but it was so much more fun focusing on the dark side.
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