turquoise wings

in my garden
moments
childlike wishes
the precious turquoise wings
secret message for the chosen
loved ones
connected by a split second
to the intuition
eternally
belief

Today’s prompt for Gratitude week with Michelle is about being grateful for paying attention and awareness to our surroundings and feelings. When I’m in my garden I pay attention to all the tiny little things/moments: a bird song, a butterfly, a feather, all the beauty that makes me smile, and also, to the not so nice stuff, like worms, beetles that eat my beautiful plants and make me angry. Well, I pay attention, and one day without expecting a dragonfly sits on a leaf close by, and at that moment I knew it wasn’t only an insect on a leaf but a beautiful messenger delivering love when I needed most.

Tanka Tuesday is week is “Write a butterfly cinquain (2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2) and include a colour”. I didn’t have a recently butterfly photo, however this dragonfly is gorgeous and perfect for my poem.

90 – Red *

Red is today’s theme for Beach Walk and Reflections. I’m so happy my photos are featured in Frank’s beautiful post! His posts are always calming and grounding. If you don’t know Frank yet, please visit his blog and have some beach bliss! 🙂

Beach Walk Reflections: Thoughts from thinking while walking

This is a collaboration with multiple photographers. The photographers are (in order) Elizabeth (in Canada) @ Tea & Paper), Jo @ RestlessJo (in Portugal), Margaret @ From Pyrennes to Pennines (in the UK), and Marsha @ Always Write (in the USA). Thank you, ladies, and I invite readers to visit these fine people of WordPress.

Click the video above for 2 minutes of background waves while reading.

I like walking on the beach. It is good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.

Red is not a typical color naturally found on this beach. I occasionally see tints of red in some shells – most commonly on black shells. This time of year, a common sight is a red flag serving as a warning to visitors of water’s hazardous conditions. A double red flag aims to keep people dry by closing the water.

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Petals

in my garden
layers
treasured by seven locker charms
the hidden innocence
a sacred space
deeply

blaring
each petal whispering for help
obeying no set rules
the poisoned thorns
borders

This week’s prompt for Tanka Tuesday is synonyms only, and the words are sanctuary and follow. I’ve chosen sacred and obeying for my poem. I’m trying new syllabic forms and today I have Cinquo poem. This form consists of 5 lines: 2, 8, 6, 4, 2 and the poem should be unrhymed. I decided to write a double cinquo since I had too much to say.

The photo was taken with my Nikon. I rarely used it, but I thought this pretty rose deserved it. I’m sharing with FOTD.

Have a great weekend!

Water

Many years ago from the window of an airplane I saw a river with crystal blue water and I thought: This place will be my home.

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me),

It’s always our self we find in the sea.

e.e. cummings

Now, as I write this post in my living room, I can listen to the waves and hear the engine of a ship passing by. My home is a few steps from this magnificent river. Every morning I walk/run by its side, feeling its power and energy, flowing with it.

We had rain and thunders during the night. The water was showing all its power. It was washing and cleaning, it filled up the rivers and lakes. Earth’s fragrance is freshness.

A river seems a magic thing. A magic, moving, living part of the very earth itself.

Laura Gilpin

Water is magical in all its forms. From Inside a cup ready to hydrate us to the large oceans harbouring fish and others sea creatures. From the tap in our homes to wash our hands to the salt water washing the shore of islands.

Be like water,

Flow like a river,

Crash like the rain,

Fly like the cloud again!

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sharing with WQWWC. The theme this week is Lakes, Oceans, Water

WQWWC :: Relax

journaling routine

Relax. Pockets of ‘me time’ during the day, sometimes not easy to find room for self-care in the middle of the daily business, but it’s a must to be able to do so. Early ‘me time’ sometimes starts with morning pages and a cup of coffee, other times it starts with a run by the river.

early morning pleasure

Either way, these are moments for relaxing and organizing my thoughts before getting ready for the day. As an introvert, it isn’t easy to be in contact with people and socializing at the work place. I need down time, to think and recharge.

Your calm mind is the ultimate weapon against your challenges.

Bryant McGill
favourite corner in my garden

My garden is my private paradise. Taking care and admiring the flowers and the vegetables or just sitting down and looking at the sky and feeling the breeze washing over my face and my hair. When at home I make sure I have a garden walk at least 3 times per day, generally after each meal.

on the deck

Nothing more relaxing than spending a hot summer afternoon with a book and a refreshing drink.

Ah! There is nothing like staying at home, for real comfort.

Jane Austen

Sharing with WQWWC, this week’s theme is Relax. And you? What you do to relax during the summer?

Tree square :: Beautiful surprise

on my way

Do you know that feeling when you see an unexpected beauty on your way?

Yes, yesterday I had that feeling. This beautiful pear tree was on my way when I stopped by the grocery store. I’ve been many times to that store, but I’ve never seen this tree. Why? Because when I go, I always park closest possible to the entrance, and of course, no trees around.

Yesterday I was driving my hubby’s car, he is very careful with his car, and I didn’t want people scratching it with the shopping carts, so I looked for a distant spot for parking, and voila! This tree caught my attention. 

Sometimes changing the routine can bring us beautiful surprises.

Sharing with Becca’s Tree Square.

Tree Squares :: Tree of life

my favourite willow tree
joy
willow
mystery
youth and passion
mixing laugh and tears
underneath the branches
the roots searching for water
orchestration of the branches
leaves caressing faces without shame
the bark is apt to put down fever, aches
following the motion, lightness is dancing
the music is powerful reaching up and down
dreams are alive under the willow tree, forgiveness
the tree of life
a soul mission
ready tho heal
open friendship
grounding, flying,
hearts and bodies

Becca’s squares this month is all about trees! I wrote a syllabic poetry form named Tree of Life here for WQWWC challenge from Marsha, she suggested I also post a Tree of life poem for Becca’s challenge. This poem has a tree outline. I wrote this one inspired by a willow tree in my neighbourhood.

Hope you enjoyed!