Honesty

“Honesty is the rarest wealth anyone can possess, and yet all the honesty in the world ain’t lawful tender for a loaf of bread.” – Josh Billings

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We all claim to practice honesty 

Yet a white lie slips blithely when we need it

Shying away from truth is so common

We say we don’t lie when we abstain from truth

Keeping quiet when we should have spoken up

Being honest when it suits our purpose 

And being evasive when it doesn’t 

Do we in all honesty, really practice honesty?

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Written for Weekly Prompts- Honesty, hosted by Sue W and GC

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Coming home!

Trudging through piled snow high

Obstacles life throws in my way

Coming home after gaining enlightenment 

Carrying it like a beacon glowing 

I come back to the welcoming lights

Home pulls me back to my roots

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The photo below is from Morguefile.com.

For the visually challenged writer, the image shows a young girl carrying a lantern through the snow and she is heading toward a log cabin at the edge of a forest.

Written in response to FFFC, hosted by Fandango

Which way?

What do you do when you hit the fork in the road?

Both roads look inviting- a decision impossible 

You weigh pros and cons to see which way is right for you

Sometimes you decide blindly as there is no clear marker

And you end up in a place quite unexpected, yet wonderful 

It looks like destiny was working behind the scenes 

Maybe it was fated all along that you will be here, now?

Written for Weekly Prompts;

This week GC and Sue W have given us; Fork
In The Road as the weekend challenge.

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WDYS # 109 -A Roundup post

Life is hectic for most of us these days
We crave peace and calm to quieten the frantic pace
We dream of scenic settings where we can relax
Disconnect from the constant connectivity and unplug
Find a hut deep in the mountains with no internet
And hide from the world for a few days to recharge

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Michnavs; Home

Reena; Tales unheard

Chris Hall; Killing spree

Mason; Journey to salvation

Radhika; The heartbeat

Keith; Picture this

Sangeetha; Mountain

The novel reader; What do you see- Challenge# 3

Jane; Legal Identity

Susi; The peeper

Di; Peace and contentment

Eugenia; Home sweet home

Jim; Test my mettle

Melanie; Lake view

Diana; A new beginning

Em Kingston; There’s peace in solitude

Jules; Accessible

Shreya; A postcard

Indira; What do you see # 109

Kindled shadow; Of serenity

Inkdrop; Retreat

Fandango; Best of both worlds

Nope, not Pam; What do you see # 109

Suzette; Quote + Haiku – WDYS # 109

Goutam; Halted!

Jeff; Our hearts open

I am grateful to all those who have read, shared and commented on these posts.

I will be posting next week’s challenge on Monday at 12:00 pm, PKT.

Thanks for reading.

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Oh this is so tempting!

When I take inspiration from words like temptation, salsa and island, my mind automatically goes to food. There’s nothing that tempts me more than the food I love!

I try to be angelic 
But you tempt with with devil’s food cake
The swirls of chocolate dancing salsa on the glossy surface 
Break my resolve to abstain in a few aromatic whiffs
It’s too hard to resist and forgo this pleasure 
That looks like an oasis of bliss, an island of delight 
Excuse me while I dig in, your allowed only to watch

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Written for Paula’s PCF # 14

write a poem, a story, a memory, whatever you like. Take your inspiration this week from Valspar’s “island salsa” and/or “temptation.” Tag your post Paint Chip Friday, or PCF

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Overcrowding

There are times
When my mind is in idle mode
Thoughts are floating peacefully
Ideas hibernating, in a hazy atmosphere

Then there are other instances
When a frenzy of activity occurs
Too many ideas are simultaneously generated
Thinking power divided between each

Like a computer overloaded
Too many tabs opened, the annoying delays
The throbber*, indicating waiting for response
Perhaps it needs to unplug and go to sleep mode!

(* Throbber is the icon we see when an app or program is being loaded!)

Written for RXC, PROMPT #209 hosted by Reena

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Just before you go

Let’s hear that beloved melody just before you go 

Let us part as friends, not as adversaries

Life is too short to hold grudges or thoughts of revenge 

We couldn’t make a life together so it’s best to part ways

I hope you will find someone to share your life again 

And that you two will have that special song as we had

But before you go, let’s listen to our favorite song together

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The photo below is from Jessica Gale at Morguefile.com.

For the visually challenged writer, the photo shows two musicians playing musical instruments at what appears to be a food court inside an airport terminal building, while other patrons are sitting at tables eating and socializing.

Written for FFFC # 145, hosted by Fandango

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Red, gold, and rust

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Matted leaves now form the floor I walk on
Their hues changing as the time marches on
From rust, red and golden they change to a brown color 
Melting into the ground they’ve fallen on
Soon they will sprout again as fresh new leaves

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Written for One Minute Fiction, hosted by Cranny

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The tryst

When they met it wasn’t a secret tryst

The whole universe witnessed their meeting 

The sun and moon were far apart but their shadows embraced

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Written for 3 Line Tales, hosted by Sonya

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WDYS # 108- A Roundup post

Keys left hanging in the lock 
Were they in a hurry or just forgetful 
So many possibilities, so many stories 
We all have our own perspectives and ideas
How boring would life be if we all thought alike

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Such a variety of stories and posts this week in response to this image. My heartfelt thanks to all those who participated. Please click on the links to read their posts.

Chris Hall; Mind block

Michnavs; Peace

Reena; Mindfulness

Greeny; Key to her heart

Keith; A yarn

Punam; Wait!

Susi; The burbs

Melanie; Too many keys

Di; The extra key

Carol Anne; What do you see

Isadora; No words left

Diana; House keys