food
always
everywhere
looking for it
sugar, fat, protein, and carbohydrate
accumulating in the fat body
moderation
is the key
right now
fit
W3 – II. Svenja’s prompt: Double Tetractys
This week, write a Double Tetractys — a 10-line poem with a fixed syllable pattern.
Theme: something spicy or a little naughty. Keep it suggestive rather than explicit. Let tension, humor, and implication do the work.
the clouds, in between
sometimes, the only safe place
mind doesn't know limits
the danger is everywhere
suffocating boundaries
in between
past and future
through the oceans
an endless voyage
the destine embraced me
clipped my wings and rooted me in this place
tomorrow knocks on my door
too late now
the sorrows are heavy in my hands
my body is weak
the colourful me has faded away
in between
Choose one of these three artworks and let it take you wherever it wants. Write whatever it stirs in you — a memory, a question, a scene, a poem. All images are open-use selections from the National Gallery of Art website.
Check W3 here to see the other images.
to unveil the truth
waiting for the right moment
who knows how to wait
in the autumn's darkest night
a bridge to the believers
A tanka for tanka tuesday – veil
Chocolate
Overjoyed by the taste
Mouth watering
Fortunate comfort
Over the weekend
Restoring my energy
To go ahead with the chores
An acrostic poem for this week’s W3. It was Halloween last week, and I have lots of chocolate bars leftover since not many kids showed up. So, I guess, I’ll have “comfort” for many weeks ahead 🙂
the swoosh
tells you a story
carried through the centuries
under the willow tree
lives were sacrificed
men rule against
nature's will
nowadays
the story needs to be listened
under the willow tree
pay attention
a moment of breath
colourful, flowing with joy
stillness in the air
October has been a month loaded with challenges for me. Too much to do and so little time as the days get shorter. Hurry and hurry from home to my workplace, and vice versa. Instead of prioritizing my needs, I let them go to open space for everything and everybody else. I’m not young anymore, and in the end, my body pays the price for all the hurry/stress I inflict on myself.
I need to slow down and set up priorities. My mind and body need care, and I’m the only one able to provide it to myself.
Wishing a week full of tiny pockets of joy to you!
Haiku for WDYS
look at you, all orange and cool
bringing smiles to kids and adults
spooky season is here, but you aren't a fool
look at you, all orange and cool
all those days of missing school
made your head a whirlpool
look at you, all orange and cool
bringing smiles to kids and adults
bonfire wakes up the senses, wild-self alive
the fields shine with her brilliance
each corner a surprise
I’ve written a kimo poem (10-7-6 syllables) inspired by Colleen for Tanka Tuesday. This week the prompt choosen by the lovely Willow is the October Hunter’s Moon or the aging of the year.
Tea & Paper 