
colourful or plain
scraps of imagination
a treasure or trash
from a perfectly nothing
a future without hurry
Joining Tanka Tuesday.

colourful or plain
scraps of imagination
a treasure or trash
from a perfectly nothing
a future without hurry
Joining Tanka Tuesday.

flow
with joy
time will tell
the right moment
not a second more
and not a second less
listen, your intuition
sailing in turbulent waters
let go of the grip, breathe in and out
sparkling water will show the direction
Joining the W3 prompt this week with an Etheree poem.
Choose a word from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows and make it the title of your poem. Your poem should either use the word directly or capture the essence of its meaning. Include a direct link to the word’s page so readers can explore its definition and origin. Write in any poetic form you wish.
I’ve chosen JUSTING, check the meaning here.

i used to go out
always
carrying my faithful companions
a journal, a camera and freedom
registering moments
as if they would disappeared
at any second
thoughts, images and details
now
the journals are piled up
in a corner of my closet
the photos are resting in a shoe box
and the memories are fading
i am alone
Joinins Sadje’s WDYS

Enter at your own risk
You can find pleasure
You can find sorrow
It depends on your mindset
Enter at your own risk
The forest freshness
Can bring relief
But can also aggravate your feelings
Enter at your own risk
Each step counts
To be happy again or
To sustain the distress
Enter at your own risk
It’s up to you!

in your hands, please hold it tight
believe your mind will take flight
the love exhales discover
allows your senses to hover
Could you guess the subject in this poem?

winter darkness
gifts us with short days and long nights
winter darkness
an explosion of vast kindness
luminous as the northern lights
brings us joy and lights up our sights
winter darkness
Joining W3 – Rondelet poem


Pause
Breathe in
And breathe out
Blank pages wait
symphony of dreams
giving form to the notes
your faithful treasured freedom
jotting down the impossible
Smoothly guiding the pen through the lines
"Pause, breathe in and breathe out, blank pages wait"
Joining David’s W3 prompt:

Bonded together through the roots
Outwards distinct reflections
No men power can untie them
Devoted bonds are forever
W3 – Bond – Acrostic poem

leaves' exquisite glow
the night quickly approaches
strength of letting go
a cue for today's fading
for hope of tomorrow's dreams
A tanka for W3 prompt – strength

Sixty-four
A number, a message,
Since the start
A breath and wisdom
Unexpectedly
Showing up, erasing the darkness
Harmony and peace
Self-determination
Number of squares in a chessboard
For the game players
Number of nucleotides in the genome
For the scientists
Some say it’s God’s number
Since the Tower of Babel
To I Ching
Present in many mystical things
Bringing light to the unknown
The W3 prompt this week is by Sheila
The number 64 has always been special to me. When I saw Sheila asked for a poem with 64 words I decided to write about the number 64 per si.
This number is present in many natural, mystical and scientific fields. I’ve pointed out some of them in my poem. Hope you enjoy it!