the blessed harvest moon illuminating my path she brings me back home pumpkins, apple cider, gnomes all awaits for my return
harvest moon
Author: Elizabeth
Liberty
Escaping the handcuffs of the past United, they navigate In search of long lost dreams
300 ways
the 7 wonders make me wonder
where is the flow to my wholeness
in 300 ways i see progress
in 300 ways i see failure
optimism and inspiration
embrace my inner growth
and creative self-expression is born
Joining Reena’s Xploration challenge # 300. Congrats Reena!
Rocking chair
Rocking chair
Nursing chair
Recovering chair
Reading chair
You are my lovely chair
You are an old maiden
My companion for happy and
unhappy moments
We are together
20 years or so
Your velvety fabric
With holes now
Shows a life well lived
Your wooden body is still strong
The cushions are getting softer by the day
Always inviting
Nursing chair
You have held my weight
And my babies weight
Innumerable nights
The 3 of us
Together
Rocking without stopping
Making precious memories
Recovering chair
not so long ago
You held my recovering body
Gentle rocking, back and forward
Taking my mind away
To faraway places
Where the pain couldn’t reach me
Reading chair
you are here now
All cozied up
By the fireplace
Holding me while I read
And travel to timeless journeys
Wisely rocking
Don’t worry my dear friend
Your velvety fabric won’t be replaced
It’s part of our story
Forever and ever
Eugi’s Moonwashed Musing prompt is Velvelty
David’s W3 prompt has been chosen by Selma:
Inspired by Neruda’s electric, surreal images, write a joyful ode to an ordinary object in your life. It doesn’t matter what it is, think kindly about how to honor and describe this praiseworthy item of yours.
24 seasons # 1
the whispers are coming from the forest in the darkening days it's a word or two soul's melody be fearless
I’m joining Colleen in her wonderful poetry challenge about 24 seasons. Check her post here to know the details and joining if you enjoy to write poetry.
I’ve chosen darkening days as the kigo word and the form Seox for this first poem of the 24 season series: “The elements of the Seox: a poem written in six lines, a hexastich, 3-7-6-5-4-3 syllables per lines. Unrhymed.” – Colleen
Be still
on an October day as the sun lays to sleep i was dazzled by the golden leaves and gingered sky calm waters reflects the truth i crush the leaves and twigs as the birds says their prayers i crush the leaves and twigs walking aimless lost in my dreams the breeze caresses my hair and whispers to my ears what are you searching for? be still and listen ... and in that moment i swear I was infinity
I’m joining Eugi’s Moonwashed weekly prompt, gingered sky, and David’s W3 Deepthy’s lovely prompt: ‘and in that moment i swear we were infinite’.
It’s the first day of autumn here. I wish a wonderful new season to you, autumn or spring, when the Earth will be adorned with colourful leaves or flowers.
WDYS :: maybe
In a future soon to be the past Magical tea pots will serve you Hibiscus tea for sure My favorite in the present Maybe not in the future And for sure not in the past While a kid I dreamed Phones with a screen As in the cartoons, The Jetsons Flying cars And space clothes Now i cover the camera I don’t show my face And for sure not in the future Maybe when the future turns into the past I could buy a flying car Go back to the past And whisper to the future
Joining Sadje’s WDYS. This image brought me back nice memories, I loved to watch The Jetsons when I was a kid, hope you know this cartoon but maybe you have never heard of it as most of the young people or your country didn’t broadcast American cartoons. It was about a future that it is in most of the part the present now.
impermanence
W. Somerset Maugham
“Nothing in the world is permanent, and we’re foolish when we ask anything to last, but surely we’re still more foolish not to take delight in it while we have it.”
W3 :: good parenting
infinity love always a work in progress perpetuity
W3 prompt this week is provided by Nigel, I have chosen a Senryu poetry form.
- Write an Ekphrastic Poem based on the photo of Auguste Rodin’s ‘The Thinker’ above;
- Theme: Good Parenting;
- Rhyming: Left to your discretion
tanka tuesday :: innocence
merciless talking an innocence from madness silence is the say the eternal punishment desirable forgiveness
tanka tuesday synonyms only for quiet and seek. I’m using silence and desirable for my poem.
these gorgeous white flowers called my attention yesterday, maybe a sign from nature? i looked up for their symbolism:
White flower symbolism includes purity, innocence, faith, spiritual enlightenment, and messages from angels. Uniguide.com
i’ve been walking in a rough path recently. purity and innocence can explain a lot to me right now, and maybe i’ll forgive myself.
Tea & Paper 