Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

The Outstanding Blogger Award

Hello to you all!

It is my pleasure to be nominated by the great blogger Vall Grey to be a part of this outstanding blogger award. Thank you so much for nominating me!

So, let’s get started…

Award Rules

  1. Provide the link to the creator’s original award post
  2. Answer the questions provided.
  3. Create 7 unique questions.
  4. Nominate 10 bloggers. Ensure that they are aware of their nomination. Neither the award’s creator, nor the blogger that nominated you can be nominated.

My Answers

  1. If you could live anywhere, where would it be and why? – Somewhere in Africa to be close to the wild life.
  2. What three things do you think of the most each day? – My partner, my son and what poem will I write.
  3. Where do you see yourself in 10 years? – Same but different.
  4. If you had to describe yourself as an animal, which one would it be and why? – Gazelle, because I received a prophecy about me like a gazelle, and I asked my partner, he said I would be a gazelle.
  5. What is your biggest fear? – snake(s)
  6. Is your glass half full or half empty? – overflow
  7. What is your proudest accomplishment? – so far my son

My Question for You

  1. If you stop writing, what will be the replacement?
  2. If you are only allowed to have one cuisine for the rest of your life, what will it be?
  3. If you were a colour, what colour will you be?
  4. What drives you mad?
  5. What is your favourite joke?
  6. Do you dress for comfort or glamour?
  7. What is your favourite quote?

My Nominees

  1. Ariela
  2. RoBIN
  3. Don Matthews
  4. Joni
  5. Lisa
  6. Denise
  7. Sadia

The Hope Reminder

He carried two rocks in his pocket.
It started as an anxiety alleviator.
There was something about
these minerals clanking together.
Their excruciating fiction in time
grew into soothing melody.

He keeps carrying these two
now edgeless rocks
hoping his turbulent marriage
will soon be harmonious canoeing
after such long-haul conflict.
These two rocks are his hope reminder.

A Lost Friend

Just when I thought
all these have passed
tears fell
to prove me wrong

I am left
to carry on living
and celebrating milesones
without you here

You have been trapped
in that moment
which was too soon
to say goodbye

I can’t wrap my arms
around a memory
to be comforted
I can’t bid you farewell
knowingly in my heart
you still live, laugh
and cry


Call to Action

Self-pity is a sugar coated virus
It infects a happy gathering
at lightning speed.
Avoid pity party at all cost!


A Simple Mind’s Crisis

Denise’s Six Sentence Story word prompt – Mark

My heart cries out for you.
Heart doesn’t cry, human does.

Read between the lines.
It is blank!

Mark my words, ‘You are so dumb!’
Pass me the pen.

Candy Fantasy

The Living Poetry February visual prompt

I wish I could catch the sweet zest
from their first release
to the lasting after effect
But
with mouthfuls of lustful swallow
they have been and gone too quickly
Is there any pharmaceutical giant
with a vision to invent a Viagra
for my taste buds

Birds and You

I love the quiet
But I prefer birds sing
I am tired of listening to people
But your speaking makes me happy
Someone is so full of enthusiasm
It isn’t what I am used to
Someone is so full of life
It is what my heart desires
How satisfying
A life filled with birds singing
And you

Yesterday No More

Once upon a time
she would let people
drown her rice paper self esteem
with boastful spits.

Nowadays,
she tries to reconcile
with her past no more
because dwelling on
what was once before
is a complete waste of life.

She only wants to leave
ample trace of
joy and healing.

The Lesser of Two Evils

This is the recent collaboration with Benjamin Grossman which helped me greatly in breaking my writing ‘numbness’. Please check out Ben’s blog if you have not already read his amazing work. 

The glacial battle begins in our heads
Face pressed to the sun-pierced windowpane
January snow in recession, the signs of regression 
Half hidden like an iceberg in the arctic water 
And where once a soft glow illuminated the surface 
Only the placement of desolation remains
Reverberating silent screams 
  
There is no one way of knowing cold
The stages are fluid and transient
Its meaning bitterly ambiguous 
Yet in rare lucid moments, I see husks
An empty bed, scarred skin, chattered teeth
Spirit-numbed mind, missed meals, vacant smiles

There is no one way of knowing cold
Its symptoms appear to have no rhyme or reason
Although they move with wintry doom
From person to person increasing in aggression 
Till you understand the meaning of icy
Which unbeknownst to us creeps in succession 

There is no one way of knowing cold 
Though maybe it’s always the same
Emotional and physical reaction 
A state of feeling dangerously low
Struggling to survive between cold and colder
The very same polar opposites: Arctic and Antarctica