The KISS Challenge encourages participants to post simple content throughout September, sharing their thoughts and memories based on daily prompts. Despite busy schedules, everyone is invited to engage at their own pace. The prompts range from personal introductions to reflections on autumn and September memories, fostering creativity in a supportive environment.
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Breaking Sad
Breaking Sad badmoon risingtears slip downreading sad newspen poised in my handyet the words will not flowfresh ideas do not sparkin the dry desert of my mindthe time has come for a hiatusfor fourteen years we have joined togethersharing laughter, love, pieces of our soulfriendships were nurtured, memories madenever forget the happy timesour amazing adventuressoContinue reading “Breaking Sad”
In the Shallows
In the Shallows Nopromiseis everunbreakablehollow words echoedcutting deep as a knifeI struggled against darknesshaunting voices of the afreetinner demons taunting, pushing mebeyond the rocky shore, torn and tatteredI was drowning in the shallows of lifeangry clouds parted as the storm ebbedon my knees, I crawled to the lightspilling warmth on my cold skinyour spirit touchingContinue reading “In the Shallows”
Downstream
Downstream down by the waterI ponder meaning of lifelay my burden down blue trail of sorrowheart drops like a sinking stoneclear to the bottom gravity defiedas I float downstreamin gentle river washed ashore, breathless,hands reach out in grateful skiesas a new dawn breaks Colleen Keller Breuning © 2021May 14, 2021 Ecrits Blogophilia Week 9.14 Topic: ByContinue reading “Downstream”
Black Swan
Black Swan See her glide across liquid fields of blue,The shape of water morphing in her tracks.Through dappled clouds, bright rays of light shine throughAs dewdrops glisten on her feathered back. Dark silhouette, epitome of grace, She shadow dances from dusk until dawn.A sweet ballet, accolades to embrace:Proud moments in the life of a black swan. Continue reading “Black Swan”
Golden Parachutes
Golden Parachutes On Monday mornings I wake up with dread.My heart is pounding, gut heavy with rocks,Exploding pressure cooker in my head…Bracing for chaos as I punch the clock. Mountains of emails and telephone calls,Dealing with problems and bad attitudes.I’m losing all patience, hitting the wall…I’d like just one moment of solitude. The week isContinue reading “Golden Parachutes”
Colleen Keller Breuning 