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Displaced
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Field
She winced at the bruised reflection emerging, scored by the shrill squeal produced by the slow, circular motion of her wet hand on the mirror.
“I loathe you, you know. You’re weak. You’re nothing!” She surrendered to the voices in her head, letting them to spill through her lips, hot tears burning her swollen cheeks.
No one believed her; not even the women. He was an esteemed community leader…board chair for the battered women’s shelter, a church deacon, little league coach.
She packed a few belongings and disappeared quietly; no note, no goodbyes. That is how nothing leaves a room.
~kat
100 words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneer’s Challenge prompted by her photo of a closet-shower above.
Magnetic Poetry Monday
we are so easily charmed
by the sound of our own
voices, that listening has
become a lost art
~kat
Magnetic Poetry Love Kit
Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse -13 August 2017
The heavens are convulsing this month with lunar eclipses, meteor showers, solar eclipses and retrograde mercurial planets. Is it any wonder we’re going mad down here? But don’t blame the heavens or the gods for what is happening. We can’t keep pointing fingers at others saying, “There! They are the reason why our lives are a mess, not working, or unhappy…fill in the blank…the reasons are many.
It’s time my friends to look in the mirror and decide on which side of fault line you will stand. There is no middle. The middle is an abyss. And the the choice is easier than you think. A few questions to help you along…
Love? or Hate?
Truth? or Lies?
Open? or Closed?
Fear? or Faith?
Apathy? or Empathy?
Ignorance? or Knowledge?
Judgment? or Mercy?
Compassion? or Indifference?
Doors? or Walls?
Black Lives Matter? or All Lives Matter? (…this is not a trick question…)
Love is Love is Love? Or Love is…except for…?
I could go on, but I’m going to stop right here. I believe most of us want to believe we’re doing the right thing. We want to believe we’re good. Contrary to popular, feel good, “we’re all entitled to our own opinion” sensibilities, there is a right and a wrong answer. Of course we would choose the right answer…the right words. But what do our actions say?
I’m not judging. I wrestle everyday with these questions. I fall short. But I would like to declare a do-over for us all. Slate clean. It’s not too late.
What will I do when called to take a stand? What do I do when no one is looking? Can I look in the mirror without wincing? Because at the end of the day that is what matters. At the end of the day we need each other and we’re counting on us to do the right thing; the thing that is good and true and just.
Blessings and grace, love and healing to you this week. Clean slate. Let’s do this! ❤️
Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse -13 August 2017
moll with painted crimson lips
feel the blue
but the virus was resistant
for the costly price of love
evanescence gone
no means no, you know
I could tell you things…
she appears as an angel
come out from the nimbus mist
there is no normal
dull, entranced faces
our dreams bittersweet
prayers for our fractured nation
their magnificent innocence…fades far too quickly, like echoes of laughter in the distance.
~kat
A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.
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