WWW #40 – Robots – Text #1

Copper Limbs

 

Walking towards you I feel

Like a robot chained in pain

Following a path programmed

For my copper limbs to climb

 

Walking towards you I feel

Like a fallen queen who lost

The battle for her own heart

Voiceless tower with no sound

And Now

You’re tearing me apart.

A rabid dog

Lashing on its bone.

Our love

Our love is gone

WWW#36 – Broken – Text#2

Eyesight Readjustment

by B. 

Sometimes, when all hope seems lost, and you are left there
Staring at this man-made, senseless, chaotic mess.
All you need to do is shift focus, walk further,
Step back. Look beyond the borders of your picture.

Choose a new standpoint, focus on the elements
Move things around as you please. Fly them up and down.

Featured Challenge #13 – Death – Text#2

Unrest 

by B. 

Flapping wings fluttering about
Blackcurrant and raspberry bushes
Interwoven with weeds

Teeny-tiny ants treading around laid down cover,
Climbing on limbs
Human presence disturbed by Nature’s touch

Beautiful chaos
Endless strife
Humans invading
Nature gaining ground
Humans pushing back

WWW #38 – Escape – Text#3

Pace
by B. 

I’m giving you space,
But you are taking so much,
It feels like escape.

WWW #38 – Escape – Text #2

Motion Still 

by B.

 

Bodies asking and answering each other’s moves.

Heat rising, skins gently brushing, pressing.

Weightless figure floating, adjusting.

Hearts racing, skipping, aroused.

 

Muscles tensing and relaxing.

Gentle powerful crush,

Soft caress turns

 

Earthquakes.

WWW #38 – Escape – Text #1

Red Ocean

by B. 

She was standing alone
Thinking about her boy at home
Assembling in her mind
A list of groceries
She could not afford to buy.

Sitting by the window,

He takes a deep breath,

Closes his eyes and boom!

He is at the station,

Hopping on a train.

 

His destination takes

But a second to reach.

He is now sitting in the sand,

Listening to the waves,

Breathing in the ocean.

 

She comes in.

 

He was waiting for her.

WWW#30 – Scarf – Text #1

Le Foulard

Texte original, écrit par B. 

 

Elle regardait à l’horizon.

Le dos légèrement courbé,

Les coudes appuyés sur la balustrade.

 

Elle avait l’air pensive,

A la fois résolue et épuisée,

Plongée dans l’abysse de l’univers qui l’entourait

 

L’aspirait et l’entrainait avec elle

Sans qu’elle soit en mesure de naviguer,

De contrôler la direction que sa vie prenait.

 

Elle ferma les yeux un instant,

Et prit une grande inspiration.

Elle les rouvrit, grand.

 

Elle fit un tour sur elle-même,

Puis deux, puis trois,

Elle virevoltait à présent.

WWW #29 – Recovered – Text #1

Mending Heart

by B.

There is this part of your heart

I never see open

Closed up to all

It never sees the light

Ceased to exist the day

Your heart broke

Never to be fixed again

 

I wish I could turn back the clock

Make you whole again

I wish I had never uttered the words

I did that day

I wish I had never hurt you the way

I did that day

WWW #36 – Broken – Text #1

Broken Soul

by B.

I will never let you see

Beyond the surface

How scared and how scarred

I really am.

 

Je ne te laisserai jamais voir

Sous cette façade

Ma peur et ces cicatrices

Encore rougies.

Featured Challenge #22 – Truth – Text #2

The Remains of a Lost Soul

By Vinnie Dime

 

It hurt

So you closed your heart

Instinctively

That’s the reason why

You need to look for substitutes

Seemingly quenching your thirst for well-being

For some time

 

But in the long run

It’s not working

It cannot

Because there is no substitute

Only the ephemeral illusion of it