a dream

Image credit; Sean Robertson @ Unsplash

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

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

in my garden
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

on my way

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