Tag: poem

Longing

On By ElizabethIn Poetry, Writing18 Comments

Reena’s Exploration Challenge prompt this week is a photo, a mean, few photos to chose from, I picked this one:

Here is my entry:

Longing
Not sure for what
Maybe a place, a time, space
between dreams and instincts
Transforming
Flying far from the being
only to be
the truth, the passion
Grounded and free
The imagination opens to the impossible
Thoughts closing up
Reason and intuition
Fighting, begging their moment
Each one is a battle
The skin and the suffer
Giving room to the pleasure
A mission accomplished
A promise was forgotten

Tanka Tuesday – Midnight

On By ElizabethIn Poetry14 Comments
Beauty in my garden

Midnight stirs
Dazzled by the past
Brightest light
Without ground to stead
Balance nowhere to be found
Fluttering always

Tanka Tuesday words for this week are: Enchant and Fly, synonyms only! I opted for Shadorma (3/5/3/57/5 lines) and the words Dazzled and Fluttering.

Hope you enjoyed it, this little poem expresses my feeling these last days.

Eternal, #double nonet

On By ElizabethIn Poetry12 Comments

Dreams suspended in the split moment
The breathe hoping for the magic
Infinity blue passion
Waves bringing and taking
Lost between the thoughts
Soft sand and wind
Wandering
Being
Time
Healing
Letting go
The heaviness
Fences of the past
Always suffocating
Wasted questions and answers
The lavish of infinity
Eternal link between earth and sky

This week words are plan & spend, synonyms only! I used hoping & wasted.

blue – haiga

On By ElizabethIn Photography, Poetry9 Comments

blue immensity
from the skies to the oceans
you have all my heart
wondering what is hidden
beyond treasures and despair

it’s time for tanka tuesday, our own choice of words, for today i’ve chosen heart and despair.

i took this photo last week, the sky was so blue, no clouds around. i was waiting outdoors for my son to give me a ride and i was wondering what is beyond all this blue. not about the universe, planets, atmosphere and stuff, but about the mystery, the magic, what is there that we can’t see?

i wasn’t sure if it is appropriate to make a haiga using a tanka, instead a haiku, but i had more words and it wouldn’t fit as haiku, they needed to be written.

hope you have a great day!

sweet love

On By ElizabethIn Photography12 Comments

spring has sprung in my kitchen! i’m in love with the colours of these tulips. i’m not sure if one word only could define this mix of colours, maybe: soft, sweet, tender…

true colours, no filter applied

“sweet spring is your

time is my time is our

time for springtime is lovetime

and viva sweet love”

E. e. cummings

spring has sprung outdoors as well, i noticed these tiny tulips sprouting during a long walk by the river in the first day of spring, you can read about it here.

hoping spring (or autumn’s magic) has sprung to you too.

have a great sunday!

sharing with sunday stills spring has sprung and FOTD.

balance

On By ElizabethIn Photography, Poetry30 Comments

happy first day of spring! it’s a good day to reflect on what matters, what we should keep up with, and what we should let go.

my friend Gina, singledust, is hosting a poetry challenge this week at dVerse, i couldn’t resist the topic, so i’m joining in!

“I am hosting Poetics this week contemplating the Tanpura Principle in writing. Do you have a poetic hum in the background of your life that inspires your writing? How does your non-creative life affect your writing process? Tell us in a poem this week at dverse!“

balance

not sure how I got here
influenced by others
of course
the vanity of having a Ph.D. degree
to understand the nature of beings
to find the cure
meetings and people
competitions and deadlines
hiding my feelings and not showing
weakness
perfection in each moment
Stop, breath and listen
looking for freedom
I isolate myself
solitude and silence
writing outside the lines
messing up
letting my feelings explode
between colours and paper clips
to find a balance
to breathe my true-self
next day I’ll be ready
a smile on my face
a word of encouragement
a surprise of a new result
observing the miracle
inside a cell
keeping my words and feelings
for later on
when they will lay down
on a piece of paper