Nonet – Purple

Portrait of Lady Agnew of Lochnaw (1865-1932) by John Singer Sargent, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons
i'm the owner of my destiny
i'm powerful, I don't need you
slowly nearing my empire
my eyes will burn your soul
purple as my dress
hate flourishes
forgiveness
is past
go

Tanka Tuesday this week explores Ekphrastic poetry, inspired by works of art.

This is an impressive portrait, the lady exhales confidence. The eyes and the colour purple called my attention. Purple colour expresses luxury, power, and independence. She seems content but at the same time, I see hate in her eyes.

Haibun – a smear of jam

First sprouts for this year!

A smear of jam on my white shirt, the school uniform I always complained about.

Now, after many years, better to say, many decades, I miss that time. I miss the lightness portrayed in my memories when the worries were the exams and friendships.

The breakfast and lunch were always ready before and after school, as well as delicious snacks to take with me. Peanut butter and jam were savoured in hurry between laughs and books.

The smear of jam on my white shirt was inevitable. 

No worries, the shirt would be washed as soon as I got home. 

sprouting memory
a forgotten smear of jam
shift in the season

Joining Tanka Tuesday – Synonyms only – Change & Grow and have chosen shift and sprouting for the Haiku

Joining Carrot Ranch 99-word challenge – a smear of jam – the text only (99 words)

spring party

on my way yesterday – a rainy day

in that one moment 
when snow turns into rain
the trees smile
Nature gets ready for the Spring party
flowers, birds songs, lots of sunshine
i feel lightness in the air

after the harsh winter
rain feeds the soil and the roots
Earth fragrance is wonderful
the sun wakes up earlier and goes to sleep later
bicycles and skates are everywhere
garden preparations must start
flowers and vegetable beds

it’s time for renewing
both soul and body
in that one moment
when snow turns into rain
thank you, Nature, for the opportunity
to start over and enjoy your gifts

Joining Carrot Ranch 99-word challenge – a love letter to nature

Joining Reena’s Xploration Challenge – in that one moment

Lovingly

These tiny cards are called inches, they are 2 x 2 inches. I love to set up a specific time to make them, not hurrying but inspired. I make them for myself, although I have sent a few of them to friends over the years.

I should have hundreds of them by now. I started working with small-size cards when I joined the #100dayproject on Instagram long ago. It’s a yearly project when we work on something creative for 100 days. I joined this project many years back, but I skipped it last year. It starts on February 22nd, and I am still deciding what I will do, it will be probably more inches, but I still have a few days to decide.

The main intention of keeping doing the same thing for 100 days is to burst the creativity making time for working lovingly on something that is important to us.

If you want to follow along with my #100dayproject check out my Instagram account. My QR code is below.

Joining Moonwashed Weekly Challenge – Lovingly

Than-Bauk poem

I decided to give a try to a new poetry form this week for Tanka Tuesday Photo Prompt: Than Bauk is a Burmese poem.

Than Bauk consists of three lines of four syllables that should be witty. The nickname for this form of poetry, could be “Stairway”, because of the rhyme steps through the poem”. See more details about this form here.

Hope you enjoy my take on it!

blood on the floor
dry tears for you
which door is shut?

Fairy Garden

Photo credit; Greg Nunes @ Unsplash
fairy garden
hidden throughout the moss
unfurling magic
dust filled up with enchantment
opening up the heart
releasing the dreams
deeply in the forest
luckiest is the one who finds it

Joining Sadje’ s What do you see challenge My first thought when I looked at this pretty image was a fairy home. I love the blue colour of the mushrooms. Blue is the throat chakra, the one related to the voice, to speak up and release feelings.

Hope you enjoy my poem!

creative space

my desk

The space where I journal is always messy. I organize it once in a while, but soon it goes back to its natural state. I like this way, papers and colours spread everywhere. I enjoy looking under piles of stuff and finding some treasure buried there. Pens and pencils should be at hand as well as stickers.

This desk is in a room, in the basement, which I call my studio. Nobody goes there if not invited, my family knows that it is my space, and when I’m there, I will be writing, reading or creating something. They know I like to have ‘me time’, to be alone. As I get older, I value all the moments I have to be by myself.

As Virginia Woolf wrote “A room of One’s Own

This week I set up the February opening pages for my journals and I prepped a few with watercolours for the weekdays. On the ones below I wrote my goals for the month. I liked how it turned out, the combination of colours and stickers.

Have a nice week ahead, and please find a pocket of ‘me time’ for yourself!

broken

a broken dish
mended with gold 
the scar is precious 
it tells time and has a story 
shouldn’t be erased, discarded 
travelling to countries, continents 
rough oceans, calm skies
it reveals a path taken, chosen
to reach the eventful moment 
a split second of sorrow 
when the past can’t be redone 
however, the future is a choice
the trash bin or the shining on the shelf
a decision must be made 
the fragility in the hands of the doer
a smile, a memory of celebration 
a lump in my throat, a memory of an empty dish
mended with gold

Joining Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Revelation

Joining Reena’s Xploration Challenge – Are we truly enmeshed with the world, each other and Time?

Carrot Ranch – Dishes