Whisper in my dreams It reminders me of you Between time and space The dauntless effort to find The lapse of a lost moment
Tanka Tuesday words for this week are: hint and bold, synonyms only! I used whisper and dauntless.
Tanka Tuesday – Whisper
Is it always me?
Lost in the darkest night Thoughts are nightmares Light is far away Is it always me who carries the sorrow and the what-ifs? Isn't enough to just be and let go? Forgiveness is there a treasure waiting to be found
Joining Reena’s Exploration Challenge – Is it always me?
Wordless Wednesday – simple
Tanka Tuesday :: Beam of Light
pure exuberance
opening up in the sky
the world is all yours
seeking for the beam of light
brightening with confidence
Tanka Tuesday – poet’s choice, and of course, my poem is about the full moon, have you seen her? she is gorgeous this week!
just a sunday!
sunrise by the river. i’m just back from my 5k, it was gorgeous out there this morning. crisp air, birds, a breeze, little things that make me happy!
this last week i went back to the office after 150 days of quarantine working from home. it’s a different world out there. i see many layers of adaptation on my way.
nothing better than a strong cup of coffee before going out to keep up with all the changes and stresses of the outdoor world.
have a wonderful sunday!
a special welcoming
my front yard garden is blooming with pink english roses. these ones are a later bloomer, they start now and goes until the end of october, autumn roses! Their fragrance is wonderful, a welcoming sign for any visitor who rings the doorbell.
“Won’t you come into the garden? I would like my roses to see you.”
Richard Brinsley Sheridan
point zero #senryu
always keep going
maybe left or maybe right
you'll reach point zero
tanka tuesday – theme prompt: maps
blooming
a beauty is blooming in my garden this morning. this bush has a later blooming and the roses are the most beautiful ever.
happy friday to you!
seasons
the sun is getting lower and lower each day. the earth is turning gold, and the air is crisp. a new season is coming. i love each moment of it.
I went very early for a walk today, I met many people on the way, we exchanged smiles and said good morning. I could feel their positive energy for the new day ahead, hope they felt mine too! And you can feel it too!
Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each.
Henry David Thoreau
Station
time imposes the cure or despair waiting to be healed or broken departures and arrivals the distance hurts the soul going and coming at each far end a lone heart reckons time
a photo prompt for today’s tanka tuesday. i’ve chosen a nonet to go with this pretty image.
