image link Heart crushed Went deep too fast Hyperbaric chamber Conjures a living past Cells tainted With the scent And smile of him Tears long gone Dry chambers Entombed Within the other Ghosts dangling Before blinded eyes Bones rattling On deaf ears Psyche’s burned imprint Limbic extinguishment A terminal contradiction the daily prompt —…
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Masters of the Universe
image link image link image link Mushrooms have been magical entities forever, across individuals, timelines, and cultures. Mushrooms elicit emotional responses from people, whether it is a love or hate relationship. Having read that mushrooms eat radiation for breakfast before, the daily prompt prompted me to go find data to flesh out the databyte. The…
River Run Red — Midnight Oil
One of the best riffs of any song I’ve heard. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I8Fi3lIMItM From 1999’s Midnight Oil’s, Blue Sky Mining. One thing I love about this band is their acute caring for Mother Gaia. The whole CD is a work of beauty and caring for precious things. the daily prompt — riff
The Daily Prompt — Black — Soil and PJ
image link The first thing that comes to mind with the word Black is Eddie Vedder mournfully wailing about his lost love. More about that later. The next thing is soil. Connected to yesterday’s prompt, neophyte, before I knew anything about gardening, my belief was that the blacker the soil was the better it was…
The Daily Prompt — Neophyte
New Endeavors Of Practice Having Yearning To Experience When I think of neophyte I think of this song: The Police — Wrapped Around Your Finger The Daily Prompt — Neophyte
The Daily Prompt — Monster Defense
image link Monster Defense Struts in Struts like he’s boss Boss of me Boss of the world World smiles World steps aside Aside or he kicks it Aside in his dreams Dreams I’m his Dreams of forever Forever forgiving Forever forgetting Forgetting the monkeys Forgetting the debt Debt they remember Debt they collect Collect…
The Daily Prompt — Dancing
image link Her head held high Her arms braiding, then “essing”, As her lithe trunk sways, to and fro To the hypnotic notes of the clarinet. Practiced she is, in the arts of dancing, Holding every eye, except her own, fixed and rapt, With her plush, yet muscled undulations. Her eyes were just as…
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