W.W. Part II

A continuation of Water Witching

The light of the flames created wispy shadows on her face as her boots stamped deep footprints into the muddy earth. A sly look emerged as she gazed at the brilliant sliver above us. I could tell Daphne wasn’t sleepy from our adventure today. Perhaps I could draw her thoughts out by telling more stories about the past. 

“Would you like to know more about our people, Daphne?”

“Sure,” she says as she cracks a big smile.

“Our ancestors emerged from the Red Sea, setting up a village on the outskirts of Jeddah under a star-filled sky and bright moon.”

To be continued, maybe… 😉
Hope you enjoyed it, Val!

Kritika Maheshwari

inside the head when you arrived

eyes 

tease me not with your eyes
speak to me in words
kiss me with the heart you hide
let go of the emotional flood

arms

wooing whistling
naughty knots untied
off the sheaths, on the sheets
in your arms is my paradise

it’s time

emotions unpaired
heart raised tearful tides
on and forward mode
the alarm rang, ‘it’s time’

stronger

leaning onto your shoulders knowing mine are stronger
helped me erase the part of my trying to be dependent on you

remains

there is no missing
there is no pain
my love for you
still remains

~~~

Mostly she pens her works on her personal blog – valorousbird.wordpress.com. A few of her submissions have made it through to international and national online publications. One of her works can be found in an anthology, And I Healed, published in 2022. Many of her short poems have been featured in the two anthologies by The Short Of It The Sound of Brilliance and Reflections & Revelations. She writes because it’s magic. A solo traveler, a seeker, and a believer that life is magic if you are aware of your breath. Kritika, a Yoga Professional, can be contacted at valorousbird@gmail.com

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Her Strength

Inspired by Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Resourceful &
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #327 – Liminal

she inhabits
the liminal space
between dreams and reality
where her inimitable creativity flourishes
and where she tasks her resourceful ability
to navigate the boundaries of imagination
bestowing on us her discoveries
thereby enhancing our lives and minds

she is a gift

For Show

Redux

cut flowers
damaged to project perfection

eventually, they’ll die
it’s not natural to live in glass

we were both cut in youth
damaged to project perfection

outside showed one thing
inside was a mess

both of us broken people
trying to get it right

hard knocks
every one a lesson

forced smiles
pressured lives

hard to bloom
when defeat is all you know

Originally posted 11/26/2018 on I Write Her.