What do you see – Is it possible

Image credit; Leighann Blackwood @ Unsplash
Is it possible to explain love
To someone who never loved before
Using pen as a tool
Is it possible ordinary words
Describe how profound and infinite
Love is
To the fools that never loved before
Words and love 
there is no place
In their hearts
A flame is powerful 
A way to erase the abstract feeling
Only known to who truly feels it
Is it possible …
Joining Sadje - WDYS

Sunday musings – yellow and orange

These last two weeks have been hectic. Many deadlines at work and weekend travel with the kids. I didn’t have time to have my precious ‘me time’ and to join the writing/poetry challenges, that I love, here.

Another snowstorm was on the way for the weekend, so I went grocery shopping on Friday evening and I found these gorgeous tulips, yellow and orange, at the grocery store. Of course, I had to get them.

I still have my Valentine’s roses, yellow ones, drying out. I dried red roses many years ago, they turned out great and are decorating my living room. These yellow ones are also drying beautifully. Not all the roses dry the way I like, so it’s great when they do and I can preserve them.

Today the clocks went ahead one hour. I’m taking this morning slowly, not hurrying to catch up with the lost hour.

I made pancakes for breakfast to enjoy with a strong black coffee. I got my orange mug last weekend while travelling to the USA middle-west. I drove all the way from Canada, a long drive, however pleasant, I love a road trip.

Yellow and orange are calling for me. I need to search for their meanings, I know yellow is happiness, and warm, but not sure about orange.

Wishing a wonderful day to you!

lightness of being

Reena’s image
in between colours and dreams
she carries the weight of her ancestors 
in her veins and heart
victories and achievements
pain and submission
laugh by the bonfire and paint on her skin
the shine in the eyes and wrinkles of wisdom
her face doesn’t betray the lightness of her being

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #270 – the glory of women

March is here

Looking forward for a new month full of inspiration and colours. My tiny journal is getting chubby, not much as I expected, February was a slow journaling month, hoping to catch up in March.

Today I woke up with a feeling of excitement, spring is coming but at the same time a feeling of missed opportunities: Did I learn all of the lessons from winter? Did I enjoy all its coziness? Did I dive inwards and really connected to myself? …My questions started with DID, it’s the past, now let me look ahead, to all the new possibilities of growth and blooming.

And you? How are you feeling about the change of the seasons?

Wishing you a flourishing new month, Spring or Autumn, both bring colours to the Earth.

In March winter is holding back and Spring is pulling forward.
Something holds and something pulls inside of us too.
Jean Hersey

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