i'm looking through the window the flakes shinning as diamonds the ground is blanketed by early winter dusk outdoors is inviting me the dry air is refreshing passion arises as the warmth around the hearth a scarf wrapped around my neck leather boots dressing my feet gloves caressing my fingers chilly north winds blow
Joining Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday.
it's six am the moon is up there autumn sky sprinkling dew she's always spying on me warms up my being autumn is pumpkin bonfire scent candles, always candle-light haloed flame it fills my being I'm in awe a warm cup of joy an Himalayan white tea sacred spot these leaves have traveled distant seas to reach me pen and paper by my side safeguarding moments my thoughts and wishes which shouldn't be scattered, lost in this space
W3 – Dormasha poetry form
Moonwashed Musings – Haloed
the whispers are coming from the forest in the darkening days it's a word or two soul's melody be fearless
I’m joining Colleen in her wonderful poetry challenge about 24 seasons. Check her post here to know the details and joining if you enjoy to write poetry.
I’ve chosen darkening days as the kigo word and the form Seox for this first poem of the 24 season series: “The elements of the Seox: a poem written in six lines, a hexastich, 3-7-6-5-4-3 syllables per lines. Unrhymed.” – Colleen
the end of summer tears birthing the morning dew sadness veils my soul
Tea & Paper 