He stood near the half-open door, thoughts deliberating, debating, clearly unsure;
Words hovered, hummed, hesitated, insecure;
Then he took one step forward, eyes on the floor;
When feet met, he waited ...do I want more?
That sweet moment of yes felt like never before.
Mindfills © 2026
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Write about the moment you knew someone loved you without using the word love
Whimzy Gizmo on dVerse ~ Quadrille 44 words – use the word Hum
Today, I wrote. After a long time, I wrote. For a while now, I've been scrolling past hundreds of "submit here" calls. For reasons known only my words and emotions, I wrote this when my fingers stopped mid-scroll at a random call to submit <300 words on marriage.
Thought I'd share, with you, my people.
BEHIND CLOSED DOORS
Behind closed doors, all the laws of the world apply to someone else.
All the wisdom of the combined family is left on the dining table. All the history we have with each other, the children and other gifts, the resentments and the words that each cell keeps in its armoury, silent.
Silence of unspoken gratitude, unforgotten bruises lie side by side each occupying twin realities. The night seeps in with a draft from a window left not quite shut. The warmth of the other inviting, familiar, from a different time. The two stories that have walked alongside looking for a way to hold hands once more.
Once more the lights go out. The days information and tomorrow's to-dos mingle in murky waters of responsibility. The night comes with reassurance. Accrued sense of the little things that one knows only from the heart protects the other. This space, nurtured with imagined futures, undressed, real, fragile, wraps us up in clean sheets of what we've done right. So far.
Mindfills © 2026
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It's there
at the edge of reason
between thought and word
in the lyrics of a song
when seeking eyes meet the open sky
where silence falls soft
while the winds bring sweetness
within an unassuming moment
It's always there
when you and I meet
Mindfills © 2026
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It's there
at the edge of reason
between thought and word
in the lyrics of a song
when seeking eyes meet the open sky
where silence falls soft
while the winds bring sweetness
within an unassuming moment
It's always there
when you and I meet
Mindfills © 2026
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when winter whispersendings of summerwhen lush leaves turn brownmy dreams, they drownmy hopes, they hushcan’t feel muchand yet witheredwastedIsearchmysoultoknowwhybeyond the end, love remains *** Mindfills for dVerse’s Sanaa Rizvi hosts Poetics – Exploring the realm of minimalistic photography. I’m exploring it in Candlelight – a poetry form of 17 lines, syllabic 5/5/5/4/4/3/2/2/2/1/1/1/1/1/1/1/7, rhymed aabbccxxxxxxxxxxx, x […]
remains ~ candlelight
A Mindfills reblog from 2024
“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees” ~ Pablo Neruda
You and I
all we want
all places we go to
the things we do
the senses we speak with
just between me and you
just us, no matter what
as winter melts into spring
as it inevitably does..
what words do we speak with
what worlds do we wander into when the
moments blush like the blooms of the cherry
moments we are one with the years of the trees
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“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees” ~ Pablo NerudaYou and Iall we wantall places we go tothe things we dothe senses we speak withjust between me and youjust us, no matter whatas winter melts into springas it inevitably does..what words do we speak withwhat worlds do we wander […]
you and I ~ golden shovel
When the sea dances
a tango here, sometimes a ballet,
folds over in a pirouette
when a whale frolics;
throws back sequins at the sun,
when one afternoon, they decide to play;
shouts at the sky at night, drenched in anger, ready for a swordfight;
holds the gull, rocking her gently
in the vast loneliness of a short while;
The sea rushes towards me
writes a message in white fluff, one that my toes read as delight.
Mindfills © 2026
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