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Painting on paper, 20 x 30 cm: Ambiguous impulses for your mental cinema!
#kunst #contemporaryArt #mentalCinema #analogArt #painting #rubberStamp #reliefPrinting #saveBioDiversity #climateActionNow #systemChange #endFossilFuels #makeArtNotWar #noAFD #NoRacism #NoFascism #humanRights #humanDignity #Нетвойны #crevice #climber #freeClimber #banksy #beLikeThePanda #fightForYourRight #resistance #civilDisobidience #moralCourage #screamingHeads #screamingLoud #despair #scribbles #stencil -
Painting on paper, 20 x 30 cm: Ambiguous impulses for your mental cinema!
#kunst #contemporaryArt #mentalCinema #analogArt #painting #rubberStamp #reliefPrinting #saveBioDiversity #climateActionNow #systemChange #endFossilFuels #makeArtNotWar #noAFD #NoRacism #NoFascism #humanRights #humanDignity #Нетвойны #crevice #climber #freeClimber #banksy #beLikeThePanda #fightForYourRight #resistance #civilDisobidience #moralCourage #screamingHeads #screamingLoud #despair #scribbles #stencil -
Painting on paper, 20 x 30 cm: Ambiguous impulses for your mental cinema!
#kunst #contemporaryArt #mentalCinema #analogArt #painting #rubberStamp #reliefPrinting #saveBioDiversity #climateActionNow #systemChange #endFossilFuels #makeArtNotWar #noAFD #NoRacism #NoFascism #humanRights #humanDignity #Нетвойны #crevice #climber #freeClimber #banksy #beLikeThePanda #fightForYourRight #resistance #civilDisobidience #moralCourage #screamingHeads #screamingLoud #despair #scribbles #stencil -
Painting on paper, 20 x 30 cm: Ambiguous impulses for your mental cinema!
#kunst #contemporaryArt #mentalCinema #analogArt #painting #rubberStamp #reliefPrinting #saveBioDiversity #climateActionNow #systemChange #endFossilFuels #makeArtNotWar #noAFD #NoRacism #NoFascism #humanRights #humanDignity #Нетвойны #crevice #climber #freeClimber #banksy #beLikeThePanda #fightForYourRight #resistance #civilDisobidience #moralCourage #screamingHeads #screamingLoud #despair #scribbles #stencil -
Painting on paper, 20 x 30 cm: Ambiguous impulses for your mental cinema!
#kunst #contemporaryArt #mentalCinema #analogArt #painting #rubberStamp #reliefPrinting #saveBioDiversity #climateActionNow #systemChange #endFossilFuels #makeArtNotWar #noAFD #NoRacism #NoFascism #humanRights #humanDignity #Нетвойны #crevice #climber #freeClimber #banksy #beLikeThePanda #fightForYourRight #resistance #civilDisobidience #moralCourage #screamingHeads #screamingLoud #despair #scribbles #stencil -
#Camouflage|d in this human body, I #bimble through my days. #Beam|s of sunlight warm my heart, infusing the #crevice|s, love the #incantation. And slowly, very slowly, joy #sneak|s back in.
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@FrostPoem
@tanweerdar
@StuartBrknJohns---
#vssnature #vss365 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt #brknshards #rise365
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#Camouflage|d in this human body, I #bimble through my days. #Beam|s of sunlight warm my heart, infusing the #crevice|s, love the #incantation. And slowly, very slowly, joy #sneak|s back in.
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@FrostPoem
@tanweerdar
@StuartBrknJohns---
#vssnature #vss365 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt #brknshards #rise365
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#Camouflage|d in this human body, I #bimble through my days. #Beam|s of sunlight warm my heart, infusing the #crevice|s, love the #incantation. And slowly, very slowly, joy #sneak|s back in.
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@FrostPoem
@tanweerdar
@StuartBrknJohns---
#vssnature #vss365 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt #brknshards #rise365
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#Camouflage|d in this human body, I #bimble through my days. #Beam|s of sunlight warm my heart, infusing the #crevice|s, love the #incantation. And slowly, very slowly, joy #sneak|s back in.
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@FrostPoem
@tanweerdar
@StuartBrknJohns---
#vssnature #vss365 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt #brknshards #rise365
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#MastoPrompt 2022-12-30 & 31
The #last rays of the sun shone through the #crevice making the light dance on the surface of a puddle.
She loved these moments of beauty showing up like a miracle in places where you'd least expect them.
With another deep breath she braced herself for the storm to come.
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#MastoPrompt 2022-12-30 & 31
The #last rays of the sun shone through the #crevice making the light dance on the surface of a puddle.
She loved these moments of beauty showing up like a miracle in places where you'd least expect them.
With another deep breath she braced herself for the storm to come.
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#MastoPrompt 2022-12-30 & 31
The #last rays of the sun shone through the #crevice making the light dance on the surface of a puddle.
She loved these moments of beauty showing up like a miracle in places where you'd least expect them.
With another deep breath she braced herself for the storm to come.
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Approaching the headwall he saw the feature which gave this hike its name: the entrance to a massive crack in the stone.
Entering the #crevice he saw a band of blue sky above, a rill of water trickling past his feet below.
This place was its own world, of cool water and moss and granite. He watched as a dragonfly flitted past. “Hello!” he shouted, listening to his voice echo off the sheer walls.
“Hello!” a voice answered back. A voice not his own.
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Approaching the headwall he saw the feature which gave this hike its name: the entrance to a massive crack in the stone.
Entering the #crevice he saw a band of blue sky above, a rill of water trickling past his feet below.
This place was its own world, of cool water and moss and granite. He watched as a dragonfly flitted past. “Hello!” he shouted, listening to his voice echo off the sheer walls.
“Hello!” a voice answered back. A voice not his own.
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Fell in a crevice
between awake and asleep
got a reset day -
Fell in a crevice
between awake and asleep
got a reset day -
Fell in a crevice
between awake and asleep
got a reset day -
Fell in a crevice
between awake and asleep
got a reset day -
Fell in a crevice
between awake and asleep
got a reset day -
Making change is like
weeds growing on a sidewalk:
find a crack, grow. -
Making change is like
weeds growing on a sidewalk:
find a crack, grow. -
the in-between places
are like crevices,
cracks, fissures.
confined and wide-mouthed
perilous pathways,
where I abandon my defences.but you say:
"dance with mountains
into the cracks". and
"the cracks between
are also a God":
notice the extraordinariness.i don't know much
about what you mean.
but yes, i will go with you
to dance into the cracks.
discovering wisdom in their rhythm
and depths in their darkness.(with thanks to Dr Bayo Akomolafe whose words are quoted in this poem)
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the in-between places
are like crevices,
cracks, fissures.
confined and wide-mouthed
perilous pathways,
where I abandon my defences.but you say:
"dance with mountains
into the cracks". and
"the cracks between
are also a God":
notice the extraordinariness.i don't know much
about what you mean.
but yes, i will go with you
to dance into the cracks.
discovering wisdom in their rhythm
and depths in their darkness.(with thanks to Dr Bayo Akomolafe whose words are quoted in this poem)
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the in-between places
are like crevices,
cracks, fissures.
confined and wide-mouthed
perilous pathways,
where I abandon my defences.but you say:
"dance with mountains
into the cracks". and
"the cracks between
are also a God":
notice the extraordinariness.i don't know much
about what you mean.
but yes, i will go with you
to dance into the cracks.
discovering wisdom in their rhythm
and depths in their darkness.(with thanks to Dr Bayo Akomolafe whose words are quoted in this poem)
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One beam of light
A break in the expanse
A chink in the armour
Showing the way in
A map with an arrow
Pointing to my darkest
Weaknesses
My flaws, my breaks
Hiding in the crevices
Out of sightPhotography by Riaad Algarei
#MastoPrompt #Crevice #poetry -
One beam of light
A break in the expanse
A chink in the armour
Showing the way in
A map with an arrow
Pointing to my darkest
Weaknesses
My flaws, my breaks
Hiding in the crevices
Out of sightPhotography by Riaad Algarei
#MastoPrompt #Crevice #poetry -
One beam of light
A break in the expanse
A chink in the armour
Showing the way in
A map with an arrow
Pointing to my darkest
Weaknesses
My flaws, my breaks
Hiding in the crevices
Out of sightPhotography by Riaad Algarei
#MastoPrompt #Crevice #poetry -
One beam of light
A break in the expanse
A chink in the armour
Showing the way in
A map with an arrow
Pointing to my darkest
Weaknesses
My flaws, my breaks
Hiding in the crevices
Out of sightPhotography by Riaad Algarei
#MastoPrompt #Crevice #poetry -
One beam of light
A break in the expanse
A chink in the armour
Showing the way in
A map with an arrow
Pointing to my darkest
Weaknesses
My flaws, my breaks
Hiding in the crevices
Out of sightPhotography by Riaad Algarei
#MastoPrompt #Crevice #poetry -
Goodness knows I've tried, but the constant effort that is never reciprocated or appreciated is really exhausting. But I couldn't give up on him.
I wouldn't
All we seemed to do is quarrel and it only took the slightest thing to set him off. I felt like I was walking on eggshells, unsure what mood I would be confronted with, the slightest look triggering an outburst that was often vitriolic and soul destroying.
I knew something wasn't right, my instincts were usually quite intuitive. Every time I peeked into the crevice, all I could see was someone cowering in the shadows. His Dad was long gone, a deadbeat who'd left his mother and had zero interest in being involved in his life.
I stepped into that role, after I fell in love with his mother and I vowed that I would be his biggest ally, no matter the emotional toll that it would take on me. I tried to shelter his mum, protect her as she'd had a tumultuous life and deserved to be loved and cared for. But she was broken, barely keeping it together.
He'd fallen in with a bad crew, and I knew that if could break this we'd have a chance. Little did I know that it would be me he would come to in his time of need.
One night, I waited until the early hours when he finally arrived home. Usually, he'd ignore me but this night he sat down in the couch. His eyes were red and puffy.
Out of nowhere he burst into tears.
"I need help. I can't do this anymore."
#MastoPrompt #MicroFiction #WritingCommunity
#Crevice✅ Or 🚀
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Goodness knows I've tried, but the constant effort that is never reciprocated or appreciated is really exhausting. But I couldn't give up on him.
I wouldn't
All we seemed to do is quarrel and it only took the slightest thing to set him off. I felt like I was walking on eggshells, unsure what mood I would be confronted with, the slightest look triggering an outburst that was often vitriolic and soul destroying.
I knew something wasn't right, my instincts were usually quite intuitive. Every time I peeked into the crevice, all I could see was someone cowering in the shadows. His Dad was long gone, a deadbeat who'd left his mother and had zero interest in being involved in his life.
I stepped into that role, after I fell in love with his mother and I vowed that I would be his biggest ally, no matter the emotional toll that it would take on me. I tried to shelter his mum, protect her as she'd had a tumultuous life and deserved to be loved and cared for. But she was broken, barely keeping it together.
He'd fallen in with a bad crew, and I knew that if could break this we'd have a chance. Little did I know that it would be me he would come to in his time of need.
One night, I waited until the early hours when he finally arrived home. Usually, he'd ignore me but this night he sat down in the couch. His eyes were red and puffy.
Out of nowhere he burst into tears.
"I need help. I can't do this anymore."
#MastoPrompt #MicroFiction #WritingCommunity
#Crevice✅ Or 🚀
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Goodness knows I've tried, but the constant effort that is never reciprocated or appreciated is really exhausting. But I couldn't give up on him.
I wouldn't
All we seemed to do is quarrel and it only took the slightest thing to set him off. I felt like I was walking on eggshells, unsure what mood I would be confronted with, the slightest look triggering an outburst that was often vitriolic and soul destroying.
I knew something wasn't right, my instincts were usually quite intuitive. Every time I peeked into the crevice, all I could see was someone cowering in the shadows. His Dad was long gone, a deadbeat who'd left his mother and had zero interest in being involved in his life.
I stepped into that role, after I fell in love with his mother and I vowed that I would be his biggest ally, no matter the emotional toll that it would take on me. I tried to shelter his mum, protect her as she'd had a tumultuous life and deserved to be loved and cared for. But she was broken, barely keeping it together.
He'd fallen in with a bad crew, and I knew that if could break this we'd have a chance. Little did I know that it would be me he would come to in his time of need.
One night, I waited until the early hours when he finally arrived home. Usually, he'd ignore me but this night he sat down in the couch. His eyes were red and puffy.
Out of nowhere he burst into tears.
"I need help. I can't do this anymore."
#MastoPrompt #MicroFiction #WritingCommunity
#Crevice✅ Or 🚀
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Goodness knows I've tried, but the constant effort that is never reciprocated or appreciated is really exhausting. But I couldn't give up on him.
I wouldn't
All we seemed to do is quarrel and it only took the slightest thing to set him off. I felt like I was walking on eggshells, unsure what mood I would be confronted with, the slightest look triggering an outburst that was often vitriolic and soul destroying.
I knew something wasn't right, my instincts were usually quite intuitive. Every time I peeked into the crevice, all I could see was someone cowering in the shadows. His Dad was long gone, a deadbeat who'd left his mother and had zero interest in being involved in his life.
I stepped into that role, after I fell in love with his mother and I vowed that I would be his biggest ally, no matter the emotional toll that it would take on me. I tried to shelter his mum, protect her as she'd had a tumultuous life and deserved to be loved and cared for. But she was broken, barely keeping it together.
He'd fallen in with a bad crew, and I knew that if could break this we'd have a chance. Little did I know that it would be me he would come to in his time of need.
One night, I waited until the early hours when he finally arrived home. Usually, he'd ignore me but this night he sat down in the couch. His eyes were red and puffy.
Out of nowhere he burst into tears.
"I need help. I can't do this anymore."
#MastoPrompt #MicroFiction #WritingCommunity
#Crevice✅ Or 🚀
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CW: Ukraine MicroFiction
Left leg, right leg.
Left leg, right leg.
Hopping from one side of the broken pavement to the other, a frown of concentration etched into his five-year-old forehead.Left leg, right leg.
This was serious stuff.
After all, if he got this wrong, if he didn’t avoid the crevice in the concrete, the quiet would stop and the bombs would fall again.Because war doesn’t happen for no good reason.
#MicroFiction #MastoPrompt #Crevice
#PeaceForUkraine
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CW: Ukraine MicroFiction
Left leg, right leg.
Left leg, right leg.
Hopping from one side of the broken pavement to the other, a frown of concentration etched into his five-year-old forehead.Left leg, right leg.
This was serious stuff.
After all, if he got this wrong, if he didn’t avoid the crevice in the concrete, the quiet would stop and the bombs would fall again.Because war doesn’t happen for no good reason.
#MicroFiction #MastoPrompt #Crevice
#PeaceForUkraine
📷 Ahmed Zalabany/Unsplash