
the swoosh
tells you a story
carried through the centuries
under the willow tree
lives were sacrificed
men rule against
nature's will
nowadays
the story needs to be listened
under the willow tree
pay attention

the swoosh
tells you a story
carried through the centuries
under the willow tree
lives were sacrificed
men rule against
nature's will
nowadays
the story needs to be listened
under the willow tree
pay attention

a moment of breath
colourful, flowing with joy
stillness in the air
October has been a month loaded with challenges for me. Too much to do and so little time as the days get shorter. Hurry and hurry from home to my workplace, and vice versa. Instead of prioritizing my needs, I let them go to open space for everything and everybody else. I’m not young anymore, and in the end, my body pays the price for all the hurry/stress I inflict on myself.
I need to slow down and set up priorities. My mind and body need care, and I’m the only one able to provide it to myself.
Wishing a week full of tiny pockets of joy to you!
Haiku for WDYS

look at you, all orange and cool
bringing smiles to kids and adults
spooky season is here, but you aren't a fool
look at you, all orange and cool
all those days of missing school
made your head a whirlpool
look at you, all orange and cool
bringing smiles to kids and adults

bonfire wakes up the senses, wild-self alive
the fields shine with her brilliance
each corner a surprise
I’ve written a kimo poem (10-7-6 syllables) inspired by Colleen for Tanka Tuesday. This week the prompt choosen by the lovely Willow is the October Hunter’s Moon or the aging of the year.

It’s thanksgiving day here in Canada. A day off from work, no much to do after yesterday’s dinner prep and socializing. Today is quiet, and I like this way.
Sadje offers these 2 photos as a prompt for WDYS this week:


Since it’s a time to be thankful and I’m revising my goals, I wrote a few thoughts:
one minute per day
miracle on the way
truth pillars
little here and there
sparkling one day
without messages
an eruption is the next
Happy Thanksgiving to you if case your are commemorating today!

Sunday morning, the sun is still waking up, the shadows are long and the air is crisp.

Yellow flowers on my way, they are taking over the walking path.

Cargo-ships are in hurry to reach their destination before the river freezes and their season ends.

Of course, more yellow flowers!

This photo reminds me of impermanence, changes, and letting go.

Beautiful leaves, they are Autumn’s flowers.
Hope you enjoyed walking with me! Have a great week!

Bounds keep us grounded, and the freedom out of our hands. Is it worth it to blindly choose a path to freedom? Stability battles against feelings, destroying the ancestral foundations to create infinite space between past and present.
breaking barriers
the verdict is imminent
unveil your true self

welcome autumn joy
a muffin, pumpkin spice latte
kouyou everywhere
an dulcet invitation
guiding me to a fika
kouyou – Leaves changing color dulcet– Sweet, sugary
fika – A concept in Swedish culture with the basic meaning of making time with friends for coffee and a little something to eat; “a coffee and cake break.”

a
breath away
making me mindless
never
the bonds
will be broken
i
am confidente
my powerful strength
longing
for fantasy
to be together
we
will grow
a forever commitment
Write 5 separate Hay(na)ku poems, each about a different aspect of love, including but not limited to: