powerful
slowly breaking through
between rocks
and branches
the need to rise takes over
to be grand and loved
looking up
a sweet joy awaits
it is worth
to be brave
the true path has been chosen
darkness is behind
W3 prompt is “Write a Shadorma of a minimum of 2 stanzas on the topic of strength (physical, emotional, mental, ethical, or of character…)“
Nature’s power, this little strawberry, alone, breaking all the barriers to survive. I’m grateful it was on my path, and I could admire its strength to survive.
sparkling light above the willow tree
thunder moon gives blessings away
the air is fierce and humid
the breeze is inviting
nature's symphony
dancing branches
smiling leaves
july
joy
Happy July to you! Can you believe that half year has gone by?
Tanka Tuesday this week is about Celtic tree astrology, mine is Willow Tree. There are many Willow trees in my neighbourhood. I took the above photo this morning while walking to watch the sunrise. Sadly, it was cloudy and I didn’t see the full moon, this month it is called Thunder moon.
Hope you enjoy the Nonet, and Happy 4th of July to my USA friends!
One of my favourite lakes to visit in my city. The clouds’ reflection was stunning at that moment.
wide exuberance
where imagination speaks
wonder is nearby
A haiga poem for:
Tanka Tuesday: Synonyms only – Close & Open, I have chosen Wide and Nearby
W3 – Write a poem in any style about a place that evokes emotion (a place where you find poetry) – Almost all weekends I visit the lake in the photo, it always brings me joy to walk by it. The lines in my poem also start with W so perfect for the W3 challenge.
What do you see – Photo Prompt – Castles make me wonder about all the mysteries they hide inside their walls.
Isn’t it wonderful summer is finally here after a long winter and a rainy and smoky spring? Hope the wildfires are under control and give us a break during the summer.
What are your plans for the summer? I’ve decided my best option is NO plans, only take it easy and enjoy day by day.
Bird's viewlook at those humans
always running and worrying
in a blink of an eye
precious moments go away
if only they knew
how they look like
from up here on this wire
they are small dots
lost in this immense planet
pleasing others and forgetting themselves
if only they knew
how important they are
a universe in a droplet
perfection in each flaw
one of a kind
if only they knew
how to fly higher on grounded feet
Two photo prompts this week: the left image for WDYS and the right one for Tanka Tuesday. I decided to combine both prompts together in a text and a chĹŤka poem.
Once a home, now just a house. The noise from the past clashes with the silence of the present. The memories are held in a trunk waiting for the moment to erupt, looking for freedom.
Winter lies in each corner, the cold and dark creeping into my skin.
She knew I was coming and left me the rose and a cup of water to bring me back to the present moment.
the silence is loud
winter lies in each corner
the memories wait
held in a trunk for so long
they scream for freedom
she knew I was coming back
the rose and water
housekeeping is imminent
breath in, breath out, be present
wings of transformation
hidden beneath the mystery
a message from faraway
or close by
its beauty is softness
letting go of the weight
opening up to the possibilities
immersed in lavender scent
reminds me of calm
no hurry
the time will arrive
you will find the truth
My garden is blooming with flowers and butterflies, from time to time a dragonfly shows up, and I like to believe it has a message for me.
“The Dragonfly has been a symbol of happiness, new beginnings and change for many centuries. The Dragonfly means hope, change, and love.” You can find more about it here.
Tanka Tuesday prompt is the above photo referring to the Phoenix mythology.
Consumed by the flames
The silent cry of the soul
The mistakes lay on each feather
Now burning without care
From the ashes
Washed from the sins
Little by little
The sun is rising
A display of orange and energy
Bringing life to a start
consumed by the flames
the silent cry of the soul
a breath of the dawn
In the middle of the chaos
Two possibilities arise
Look up to the light
See the tiny expression of goodness
A hand of hope
Or
Dive into the darkness
A hole in the wall of despair
Inviting you to hide
To go deep down
Into your sorrows
At the end
It’s up to you, your mindset
To choose the path to be taken
Memories from my childhood
Exit through each pore in my skin
Destiny masks the truth
In search of the path
Temptation or reality
Action or dream
Time is the culprit
Irrational sense of power
Overpassing what matters
Now and here
Write an acrostic poem on any one of the following words:
Discipline;
Enthusiasm;
Meditation;
Tumult;
Trouble.
Since I’m working on my Meditation skills I had to pick Meditation as the word for the poem.
Now and here, or better, as I like to say HERE and NOW! It’s so difficult to keep our mind in the present, to observe and to feel the moment. The past always shows up, memories popping up and taking us back to the moments and situations that can’t be changed at this exact moment. I have come a long way, I’m much better now focusing on the present, but it’s a rough path, nothing smooth as the path on the photo above. I call this path a secret path, it’s in a park almost in front of my home, and only a few people walk on it. So, it’s my secret spot to do a quick walking meditation.
Tea & Paper 