Work has become such an integral part of life today that spouses tend to ignore each other. One starts ignoring the other and then the other retaliates by returning that lack. The cycle does not end, and gets particularly acute when work happens on successive weekends. In the end … Continue Reading Work on Weekends
Imagine if you were ill and didn’t know about the pathogen that lurked within, keeping house, expanding its settlement, furnishing its living areas. This is how disease works. I heard about a young cab driver who is blissfully unaware that he is dying. All he knows is that bottles of … Continue Reading Self-piteous Pathogen
It is rather odd how disorganized/eccentric/absent-minded people who do not make checklists spend a large part of their lives searching for mundane things like glasses. But I left my glasses there, right there on the table The little one by the stair, silly me to keep it by the … Continue Reading When an absent minded man searches for his yesterday
This poem is in an experimental state….meaning I just might rewrite it or eliminate it altogether. In case you need clarity, it is a conversation. Everyone dies and so do things and ideas and restaurants where people build relationships and break hearts and mend minds…… They’re shutting down. Points … Continue Reading Death of a Restaurant Chain
I came across a challenge on Rach Writes and thought it was fun to be a part of…..here’s the challenge: Write a blog post in 200 words or less, excluding the title. It can be in any format, whether flash fiction, non-fiction, humorous blog musings, poem, etc. The blog post … Continue Reading Plath’s Imago
I was thinking I would diversify a bit…..not the everyday poem post but something about poetry that interests. What do you say? Any suggestions? In the mean time an old poem, well maybe three years old…..about empathy…..being in the other man’s shoes or head. Children look through balloons. … Continue Reading Empathy
Not everyone can share the same enthusiasm as you do about reading poems or sharing words. It’s a unique activity, not for everyone…… It’s just fourteen lines of Shakespeare You would be lucky to read it And be part of history, As Shakespeare, a man or a bundle of … Continue Reading Read Sonnet 12, will you?