Photo prompt for tanka tuesday.
softness and purpose of the moment
hanging in there and be present
don’t let the load of your thoughts
bring you down to the ground
eventually
they will take you
to a right
precious
place
hanging in there
Tag: poem
a dream
First time joining WDYS – What do you see challenge from Sadje. I’m joining with a free poetry form. This photo is so exquisite and I couldn’t resist when I saw it on my feed. The words just needed to be written. Hope you enjoy!
the bride thought it better the forest, the moss the songs exhaling from the trees the birds and the butterflies too late for the groom only the veil lays on the stream following the flow of a dream
lune
shades of gloom
just another night
in between
i’m trying lune poetry form for tanka tuesday this week. lune has 11 syllables in 3 lines (3-5-3). it’s named lune because has the shape of a crescent moon.
secrets
a field of wishes scattered, pieces of a dream hunting the magic wind is blowing illusion secrets of the harvest moon
how many times do we wish that illusions turn into reality? we are lost in a field waiting for the magic. it was nice to write this poem last evening. the words came out without much thinking, and I understood that I’m waiting too much.
Sharing with tanka tuesday. this week’s theme is harvest moon.
Delight
Tanka Tuesday: “This challenge explores Ekphrastic writing inspired by visual art (photographs). Cheryl, from last month’s challenge, provided the photo for this month’s challenge.” Colleen Chesebro
This photo reminds me of a cottage up north Canada where we spent a few day a while back. The place was pure cosiness. The sky was pretty and the fragrance coming out from the fireplace was intoxicant.
the wine is ready the sky is the performer cozy white blanket red oak is softly singing the evening is a delight
Petals
layers treasured by seven locker charms the hidden innocence a sacred space deeply blaring each petal whispering for help obeying no set rules the poisoned thorns borders
This week’s prompt for Tanka Tuesday is synonyms only, and the words are sanctuary and follow. I’ve chosen sacred and obeying for my poem. I’m trying new syllabic forms and today I have Cinquo poem. This form consists of 5 lines: 2, 8, 6, 4, 2 and the poem should be unrhymed. I decided to write a double cinquo since I had too much to say.
The photo was taken with my Nikon. I rarely used it, but I thought this pretty rose deserved it. I’m sharing with FOTD.
Have a great weekend!
Tanka Tuesday and WQWWC :: Exploration
pause aching confusion disappointment her thoughts are sowing her mind's a grassy field in the middle of the night no room for flowers or beauty the darkness is exploding inwards the distress crawling its way on her limbs the silence is speaking loud, suffocating in the ecstasy of despair, overwhelming an aching intuition exalting to be heard floating near spikes terms of bondage sound of guilty anxiety exploring mess wisdom is lost
Tanka Tuesday this week is synonyms only and the words are Green and Morass, I’ve chosen grassy and confusion as the synonyms words.
WQWWC theme is Exploration – There are so many stuff to be explored around us, but I decided to go inwards, the exploration of feelings, the mind and body getting together in an explosion of uncertainties in the middle of the night.
This poetry form is a new form to me, again exploration shows off here, it’s called Tree of life, a syllabic form containing 19 lines, unrhymed, following the syllabic order: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4.
I haven’t added any image to this poem. I wish for the reader to feel the emotion of this poem without any distraction from an image. And the poem has the shape of a tree, so it’s an image by itself.
WE SHALL NOT CEASE FROM EXPLORATION, AND THE END OF ALL OUR EXPLORING WILL BE TO ARRIVE WHERE WE STARTED AND KNOW THE PLACE FOR THE FIRST TIME.
T. S. ELIOT
Hope you enjoyed it! I have written another Tree of life poem here, this time about a willow tree, I’m really enjoying this syllabic form.
WQWWC :: Freedom
This week’s theme for WQWWC is Freedom. Well, freedom has many meanings and possibilities. It depends on who is claiming it, who is experiencing moments of freedom or the lack of it.
No one outside ourselves can rule us inwardly. When we know this, we become free.
Buddha
This sidewalk drawing was on my way this morning. I was running and thinking what should be my take on this prompt. And voila! Freedom was there to be seen! I stopped and couldn’t believe it! That feeling that the universe has my back. I took the pic with a smile on my face.
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Bob Marley
I decided to go simple, a few words to describe Freedom. An acrostic poem is perfect for it.
Fierce as it can be Resilient upon to the right time Elusive and inspiring Emancipation to the needed Divine in respect Observant in silence Meaningful to all
Freedom lies in being bold.
Robert Frost
Tanka Tuesday :: Dwindle
daybreak veiled gloom of light infuses my being in spite of the semidarkness the rusty and the stain dwindle when my soul craves to shine uncertainty regret
I’m waking up early than usual these days and walking by the river has been a kind of meditation to me, nobody is around, the sun is rising, the water is calm and clear. Sometimes I can see the fish swimming nearby the fence. I’m always attracted by the changes I see on my way. They make me reflect on certain areas of my life and water is constantly changing, so this spot in the photo is one of my favourite places to regroup my thoughts.
The words for this week are dawn and twilight, synonyms only, I’ve chosen daybreak and semidarkness. The form is a Butterfly Cinquain.
WQWWC :: Hope
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all.
Emily Dickinson
Joining Marsha’s Writer’s Quotes Wednesdays Writer’s Challenge. The theme this week is HOPE.
Well, this word always brings me back to one of my favorite poems of Emily Dickinson. Hope is the thing with feathers …
Here is my version of Hope! I hope you enjoy 😉
Expectation
Desire
Believing in the magic
The impossible turning into possible
The only tool to keep us going
When nothing else makes sense
A wish
A silent prayer
The soul talking to the mind
