Justing

flow
with joy
time will tell
the right moment
not a second more
and not a second less
listen, your intuition
sailing in turbulent waters
let go of the grip, breathe in and out
sparkling water will show the direction

Joining the W3 prompt this week with an Etheree poem.

II. Violet’s prompt guidelines

Choose a word from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows and make it the title of your poem. Your poem should either use the word directly or capture the essence of its meaning. Include a direct link to the word’s page so readers can explore its definition and origin. Write in any poetic form you wish.

I’ve chosen JUSTING, check the meaning here.

Light

I’m always searching for light, both in the true sense of brightness and the lightness in my thoughts, my being.

Spring is coming, at least trying, the fight with winter seems never-ending. Slowly it gets there, the signs are everywhere; from the grocery store, loaded with tulips and fresh produce, to my garden where the signs are still subtle but promising.

The Earth is smiling and starting to dress up in all colours.

However, darkness lurks in the corner, waiting for an opportunity to take us down. Be wise and keep a source of light at all times.

Sharing with Sadje’s What do you see

hello!

I haven’t posted here for so long, always leaving it for next week and next week, and now it has been months since I last showed up in this space.

Spring has arrived, but not completely; it is still fighting the winter. We had some snowflakes this weekend.

Catching up on a few things I have done recently:

Long walks outdoors. The river was frozen for so long, and I love to hear the song of the water underneath the ice.

Tulips. I can’t resist and end up buying lots of them. I’m practicing my photography skills using them as a model.

Reading and writing, as always!

Baking delicious and healthy meals. And of course, drinking lots of coffee and tea.

Plants are never enough! On the left my new indoor baby, turtle string, the tiny leaves are so cute. And on the right, tulips are starting to pop up in my garden.

Hope you had a wonderful winter and are enjoying the new season.

Autumn trees

Bonded together through the roots
Outwards distinct reflections 
No men power can untie them
Devoted bonds are forever

W3 – Bond – Acrostic poem

glowing

leaves' exquisite glow
the night quickly approaches
strength of letting go
a cue for today's fading
for hope of tomorrow's dreams

A tanka for W3 prompt – strength

Autumn sunset

Peacing my thoughts
Before the world darks
I forwarded myself into the light
Believing that magic still exits

I hearted my feelings
For a few minutes
The golden possibled my being
Magnetically

I listened to my intuition
And didn’t science my soul
I let go of expectations
I was sevening again

Joining Moonwashed Musings – the prompt is Magnetic

AND

Joining W3 poetry challenge, Melissa‘s prompt is below. The words I’ve chosen are in italics in my poem.

Melissa’s prompt guidelines,

Verb: a word used to describe an action, state, or occurrence, and forming the main part of the predicate of a sentence, such as hear, become, happen.

Prompt

Write a poem in any form, no more than 40 lines;
Take a handful (5) of the words in the table below and use them in your poem as verbs;
- You may combine a word with a hyphen and another word that is a verb if you wish.
- Examples:
  1. I abouted him now more than ever before.
  2. The autumn wind leaf-flooded the road.

Table of words

about	herself	peace
because	high	possible
camera	how	science
car	industry	seven
dark	itself	six
despite	late	south
entire	machine	speech
foot	money	toward
former	nice	two
heart	other	yes

Pretend

Pretend
The world is still spinning
The laugh is loud and the joy never ends
Pretend you are the same
Tomorrow never comes
The feelings are stagnated
Pretend until the truth shows its face
And the world ends

Joining Moonwashed Musing’s prompt – Pretend

W3 :: The changing seasons

Starting a new life
Precious moments are always remembered 
Resilience
Instigated by curiosity
Never look back
Give yourself a chance

Sun, sea, and sand
Unforgettable moments
Memories of freedom
Memories of joy
Excitation and whispers
Recreating dreams

Falling 
Apart, melancholy
Letting go of the faith
Leading you to the abysm

Wonderland
Investing in yourself
Never gives up
The transition is short
Eternal hope
Releasing guilt

Joining W3 – prompt chosen by Diana

What’s missing?

It is a cloudy day, raining coming and going. Silence. I’m in the living room looking through the window, trying to find words, organizing my thoughts.

I baked a cake and read a few pages. My thoughts are coming and going as the rain. I don’t have stillness; I need someone, something.

I open my laptop, my blog, and jump to the reader. Sadje’s question pops up: Is anything missing from your life?

Myself!

I don’t have doubts, my answer is: I miss myself.

I miss the years which went by so fast, I miss the opportunities I didn’t take, I miss the time I could have spent close to the people I loved, I miss the past. I got lost on the journey. I miss myself, the true-self who is masked by a pretense of being a daughter, wife, mother, employee …, many layers hiding myself.

Who am I when I’m disrobed of all the titles above?

Autumn’s delish

Hello my friends, I hope you are enjoying the new season. Autumn started yesterday here in Canada. I’m so glad it was a Sunday and I could sleep in and I had a delicious breakfast which included pumpkin pie and my homemade plum jam. I also decorated the table with a white pumpkin, it is a tradition for me, every year I buy 3 white pumpkins, I keep them on one of my windowsills during the season. I had a wonderful creamy coffee in my pumpkin mug.

The weekend was beautiful, surprising warm for this time of year and wonderful for going out and taking photos.