Yesterday I fell on an artist named odd nerdrum, whom paintings struck me with such an intense nostalgia that I felt that today I should write something on one of his so sad paintings. I tried to convey through words on today's prompt cringe my own perception of one of his paintings, where a woman waits patiently… Continue reading I cringe and wait
Nevermind . . . just a silly metaphor for today's prompt. My love was kept in a bottle for such a long time It rattled and shaken and sparkled Fearsome little imprisoned twinkle fire work Trembling with rage Wanting to be set free But like a bird in a cageling refusing to sing out of… Continue reading Uncorked bottle
I have been watching the new episodes of the 'Twin Peaks' series, damn its good. The songs in it is so eerie and wonderful, that for this prompt I wanted to make as if I was in this bar and reciting my own eloquent words on its stage . . . lol. Stupid reveries of… Continue reading Triumphant point of no return
While writing this poem, I thought of my little sister, whose boyfriend lives far away. Never had this kind of love story. But I guess that's how it might feel. Today's prompt: distant Rearing views behind Off the cliff and in the wind Seeing him going away to the end of the world My heart cracks,… Continue reading Distant love
Today's prompt descend induced in me a nostalgic perfume of a long lost time. I remembered the day when I went for a walk by the pond There were flowers of every colours and of every scent They were dancing with the Eastern breezy air The water was still, with fairy like insects loving and… Continue reading The pond
farce: Today prompt. (This is really a farce . . .lol) She walked into the somptuous room, decorated of golden pines and needles. She waited all of her life for this special day; at last she was going to sit on that throne, she was going to command, and she was going to be feared.… Continue reading Royalty masquerade.
The Daily Post Theme: Nuance Look me in the eyes & dare to paint a portrait of me You would find all the colors in your palets There would be nunaces of grey of blue & of red And if it doesn't suffice i'll blow to you a special colour One that dares not to be… Continue reading Portrait