
a joyfull journey
i’ll sing all the way along
awaiting for you
Haiku for WDYS

what it is that music is trying to say
the melody has opened a gate
where past and present
mingle together
in the mirror
Clearly I can see
the younger and older me
made of dreams and reality
floating and grounded
halves getting together
petals making beauty
my delicious walk in the rain
washing off all the sorrow
lightness is welcoming

staycation is top
my own bed, house and city
hiking nearby trails
no rush and no planes to catch
the time is mine, only mine

The wheels in my mind go 'round and 'round
'Round and 'round, 'round and 'round
The wheels in my mind go 'round and 'round
anxiety is skyrocketing
My mind goes back and forward
back and forward
My mind goes back and forward
anxiety is skyrocketing
A decision needs to be made
this way or that way
A decision needs to be made
anxiety is skyrocketing
Indecision and what-if
making me crazy
indecision and what-if
anxiety is skyrocketing
Overthinking is stressing me out
nothing is perfect
overthinking is stressing me out
anxiety is skyrocketing
Unstuck and go ahead
ahead and ahead
unstuck and go ahead
anxiety is skyrocketing
For many of us, our first introduction to poetry came through nursery rhymes — those strange, playful, memorable verses we heard long before we understood what poetry even was.
For this week’s W3 challenge, you are invited to use a nursery rhyme as inspiration for an original poem. Your poem does not need to rhyme, and it may be written in any form you choose, but please try to keep it to no more than 24 lines.
You might:

her golden hair bounces
as the wind wispears to her
lemons and flip-flops
the sunshine is majestic
dadelions are everywhere
Prompt:
This week, let’s write syllabic poetry using things that are yellow!

wake up
stop and listen
intuition is wise
your body and mind remember
the signs
a new beginning
wonderful journey ahead
please, never look back
A cinquain and a haiku for W3 with Reena’s prompt.


thoughts
the mind goes far
here and now
there and then
be still, hear
the veil holds the truth
No image for this poem, I’d love to know what your thoughts are: Happy, sad, a start or an ending. What is this poem about? As the prompt asks, a dramatic moment where something changes.
Thanks, Ange for the great prompt!
For this week’s W3 challenge, writers are invited to capture a dramatic moment in just a handful of lines — a storm breaking, a glass shattering, a door slamming, a sudden realization, or any instant where something changes sharply or unexpectedly.
You may write in any poetic form, with the following restrictions:
Have fun with the tension this creates. Sometimes the smallest words carry the greatest force.

round and hot
melted cheese, peppers
golden crust
the right spice
unforgettable fragrance
a delightful sight