V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #25: Un-lived Lives

November 26, 2018.Reading time 1 minute.

“I met one of my un-lived lives at a party last night” is the title of a post on bone&silver’s blog. I loved this post, and idea, so much I decided to make it the focus of my challenge this week. How precarious are our lives, or are they pre-charted? Does destiny hold all the keys, […]

Deviating from the norm:

November 25, 2018.Reading time 1 minute.

Typically, this is where I tie up the week’s challenge with an anecdote, then a link to all the participants. However, this time I’ve decided to do something different. Using the title of each post, and borrowing a line, I’ve created a collaborative poem. Links to the originals are highlighted. Glass Casketsauthenticity oppressed Deviation becoming the […]

Golden

November 24, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Life cycles ensurewhat once was green now golden –tribute to aging. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Autumn’s Pallette

November 23, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I love how this plant maintains its misty shade of green, while the leaves behind it succumb to weather’s demands. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Friday Follies

November 23, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Submitted for Proscenium’s Friday Follies.

Keys

November 22, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Gone is summer light lazy days contemplating – autumn turned the key. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day challenge)

Snow and Snapdragons

November 21, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Snow on snapdragons – Nature’s attempt to oppress – seasonal showdown. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day challenge.)

He Who Talks To God

November 21, 2018.Reading time 4 minutes.

“What do you see?” The child stood before his mother, eyes wide and staring as if through her. His small body trembled. It was just past midnight, and he’d risen from his bed in a panic, disoriented by the darkness. “God” he answered, breathlessly, the urgency in him rising. “What does he look like?” “I […]

Lens-Artists: Open Sesame

November 21, 2018.Reading time 1 minute.

A door defines a boundary,an invitation to enter within,or a warning to stay out – Such finality in doors boarded,an inference of profound loss. Some doors tantalize with screenspermitting sounds to emanate, butblocking view from nosy passersby and some doors shout attention,prepared to accommodate masses (For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Open Sesame.)

Red Leaves

November 20, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Grey does not deter the hardiness of red leaves – autumnal soldiers. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

Monday Mood: Exhausted

The events of the past few weeks, plus the rain, seemed to have caught up with me. Day’s goal: rest, rest, and more rest. (Photo mine)

End the Fray

This breach –this ever-widening gapfear inducedpits usagainst themas if humanitycan be dividedsalvationa selective process. We need a balmto soothe societalwounds, a tonicto calm the angstuntil clarityquells the uproarand kindnessreplaces this sin. (Poem originally appeared June 2019. Image my own)