Another Piece Of Poetry Selected for Publication!

I am grateful to have my piece Abandoned published in The Drabble today! If you haven’t read it yet, please take a moment to visit them.

A big thank you to Eugenia of BrewNCafe for the initial prompt. If it were not for her, this piece might not have been created! I’m grateful for these exercises in creativity. ❤

I Write Her Weekly Haiku/Senryu Challenge #8

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Welcome back to my weekly challenge. It’s time to get your creative juices on again!
So tell me, how would you interpret this image above?

Rules  

  • Create a standard three line, 5/7/5 syllable count haiku/senryu
  • Deadline for each submission will be on the Saturday of this week
  • Up to 3 pieces permitted
  • Link to this “IWH Haiku/Senryu Challenge#”  on your post
  • Always give photo credit if there is one
  • Complete entry form below

Above all else, have fun with this! 🙂
SUBMIT ENTRY HERE

 

 

Here are the links to all the wonderful submissions I received last week. You will definitely enjoy them! Thank you to all who participated! 🙂

Deborah – Beyond Our Limits – AWISEWOMANSJOURNEY

Eugenia – Doomed – ThusNSuch

word art by raw god

Von Smith – Boxes – Above the Noise

Nan – Discarded – Chasing the Muses 

Hélène Vaillant – Hope – Willow Poetry

Amy – Hope – erhynireh

Zina – The Box – Zina in Wonderland

Candice – Sacred Venus

Leaving The Wild Behind

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Our DNA tells us we come from a past of leaning into our impulses. Where combats and aggression were a part of the natural order. It is an instinct to survive. We were animals; we still are. It’s how humans are classified – Kingdom – Animalia, Genus – Homo, Species – H. sapiens.

But we aren’t animalistic anymore. Or are we? How often have we run into people who treat others with a “You get what you get, deal with it?” , “Fight or die” or “Fuck you, I got mine?” operating mentality? Having evolved is the reason we seem to have a conscience and a brain. Doesn’t that mean we should treat each other better? I want to believe that the majority on this planet don’t give into their base animal instincts and behave reasonably acceptable in our society. But then I watch the news or review social media. It’s not pretty. And then I think about my behavior. How do I react to people and certain circumstances? I’d like to think I’m not stuck in that gear of just instinct. But if I’m honest, I have to say I do sometimes respond with some of that piss and vinegar.

When I reflect on who I want to be, my wish is to emulate and radiate loving, nurturing behavior all the time. But being the descendant of a long line of beings running on basic instinct means that I realize that it takes effort and a desire to feel opposite of my nature. Sometimes the motivation isn’t there. Especially not in the face of belligerence. My capacity for understanding tells me my initial reaction might be to behave like an animal but also that I can make a conscious decision to not give in to that instinct. It does, however, require a commitment on my part every time my instinctual reaction rears its ugly head. We may be animals, still, but being in possession of a brain which has progressed and is armed with a conscience, it should not predispose me to act animalistic. We are capable of rising above our natural tendencies. And we understand that. But we have to want to be more than what our past dictates.

You can only change what you know, right?

The Five Ws + One Bonus

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who are you?
who are you really?

what you show, beauty
what you feel, ugly

where do you see this going?
where do you think?

when you laugh, it’s only all the right things
when you cry, in private

why do you hurt me?
why do you always hurt me?

how you act, pretentious
how i feel, awful

Unaided by light

“such as its always been
generation after generation
losing before truly lost”

I feel a theme today. This expressive piece by my friend, Candice. Heart-breaking but oh so true for many of us.

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I was not born for loving

doctor said; It’s a girl

nurse thought; What a shame, life is harder on them

psychiatrist thought; She doesn’t want to be a mother, but let’s not tell her

grandfather thought; Another generation to abuse, watch her grow, but not too much

grandmother thought; Turn your face away. Do not witness, then it never happens

mother thought; I never wanted you.

when I carried you

you reminded me of a rock

I wanted us both to drown

except I would lie and float above

whilst you gulped salty brine

and free of your clutch, hail a boat

take myself somewhere, far from children

I never wanted

trapped by circumstances

anything to escape the confines of my day

but how?

I told this story many years later

by then I was

much older than my mother had been

when she gave birth

and…

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