
each rise from the ground brings hope and a smile of joy verdant all will be the rebirth of radiance clarifying obscure thoughts
Joining Tanka Tuesday – Synonyms Only: Spring and Green I’ve chosen rise and verdant.
each rise from the ground brings hope and a smile of joy verdant all will be the rebirth of radiance clarifying obscure thoughts
Joining Tanka Tuesday – Synonyms Only: Spring and Green I’ve chosen rise and verdant.
in between colours and dreams she carries the weight of her ancestors in her veins and heart victories and achievements pain and submission laugh by the bonfire and paint on her skin the shine in the eyes and wrinkles of wisdom her face doesn’t betray the lightness of her being
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #270 – the glory of women
i'm the owner of my destiny i'm powerful, I don't need you slowly nearing my empire my eyes will burn your soul purple as my dress hate flourishes forgiveness is past go
Tanka Tuesday this week explores Ekphrastic poetry, inspired by works of art.
This is an impressive portrait, the lady exhales confidence. The eyes and the colour purple called my attention. Purple colour expresses luxury, power, and independence. She seems content but at the same time, I see hate in her eyes.
I decided to give a try to a new poetry form this week for Tanka Tuesday Photo Prompt: Than Bauk is a Burmese poem.
“Than Bauk consists of three lines of four syllables that should be witty. The nickname for this form of poetry, could be “Stairway”, because of the rhyme steps through the poem”. See more details about this form here.
Hope you enjoy my take on it!
blood on the floor dry tears for you which door is shut?
fairy garden hidden throughout the moss unfurling magic dust filled up with enchantment opening up the heart releasing the dreams deeply in the forest luckiest is the one who finds it
Joining Sadje’ s What do you see challenge My first thought when I looked at this pretty image was a fairy home. I love the blue colour of the mushrooms. Blue is the throat chakra, the one related to the voice, to speak up and release feelings.
Hope you enjoy my poem!
a broken dish mended with gold the scar is precious it tells time and has a story shouldn’t be erased, discarded travelling to countries, continents rough oceans, calm skies it reveals a path taken, chosen to reach the eventful moment a split second of sorrow when the past can’t be redone however, the future is a choice the trash bin or the shining on the shelf a decision must be made the fragility in the hands of the doer a smile, a memory of celebration a lump in my throat, a memory of an empty dish mended with gold
Joining Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Revelation
Joining Reena’s Xploration Challenge – Are we truly enmeshed with the world, each other and Time?
Carrot Ranch – Dishes
Saturday morning! I had a busy week and only now I’m catching up with this week’s writing challenges.
listen to me in a world without gods cherish love because it transcends matter, time and space it keeps us going, it fills us with optimism it’s the ultimate resource for survival in a forgotten world as a breeze carrying seed to a distant land love spreads infinite hope when the spell is broken look up at the stars memories of scattered love will spring from the universe and fill up your soul you will keep that moment forever ever and find the goddess inside your pure being waiting to be pleased a constellation of joy will guide you
I hope you enjoyed my poem and have a great weekend,
E.
Prompt:
Janus is the god of beginnings, gates, transitions, time, duality, doorways, passages, frames, and endings. He is usually depicted as having two faces. The month of January is named for Janus. Source: Wikipedia
Time in a box If I could secure Time in a box I would keep it there, Dormant Release it only when I have time I’m ready for it I know myself I wouldn't need to steal a few minutes here and there, Day and night would bring me to light and surrender If I could secure Time in a box I would release it for The long summer days Sitting under the canopy of a coconut tree Looking at the sea I would release it for The fragrant spring days Breathing the scent of the flowers and my feet on the lawn I would release it for The cold winter days Enjoying the warm hearth and a cup of hot chocolate I would release it for The golden autumn days Crushing leaves and all the pumpkin spice If I could secure Time in a box I would release it for ...
And you? Would you secure Time or let it be free?
Wishing you a lovely weekend!
I downloaded this book last night! I read it in one sitting. I couldn’t put it down!
Lots of wonderful short stories about winter magic. It contains explanations for many Celtic terms, such as Yule, Solstice …, and the meaning of winter decorations we add to our house. And it has recipes! I can’t wait to try some of them.
And of course, being Colleen’s book it has to have poetry. Many beautiful poems in there, and the illustrations are lovely.
The poem below is an example of all the goodness you will find in this book.