W3 :: my desk

neat desk

organized mind
right now both are messy

new journal is on the way
space is needed
let go of the old

Joining David’s W3 with Ladysighs’ prompt below:

Compose two verses according to the following specifications:

  • “Opposites”:The first and last word of each stanza must be opposites of one another;
    • The two stanzas must use different opposites.
  • No restrictions on form, length, meter, or rhyme;
  • Thematic: Write about emotionsattitudes, and/or moods;

W3 :: a piece of silk

pixaby image
a stitch here
a stitch there
scissors up and down
the piece of silk i bought
many many years ago
she didn’t believe me
i still remember her eyes
her whispers
‘too good for her’

my treasure drawer
held bits and pieces
many tiny little treasures
collected over the years
the precious silk laid down
in there, waiting and waiting
‘too good for her’

each time i opened the drawer
the silk greeted me with softness
her whispers always followed along
‘too good for her’

when i moved out
i couldn’t leave the silk behind
it came in my suitcase
which was its home for
many many years
and of course her whispers tagged along
‘too good for her’

as I get older I understand
i’m free and so the piece of silk
a skirt has been tailored
and flows freely in the wind
her whispers have no power over me
‘too good for her’
let her look




Joining David's W3 - Selma's prompt:
  • Imagine a person from an old memory looking in on you through an open window;
    • You’d all but forgotten about this person, but today their presence has given rise to this memory;
    • What do you see? What’s going on?
  • Write this as a Memory Poem:
    • Purge this memory out of your system; allude to the memory; banish the memory; 
  • Poem length: 100 – 300 words;
  • The poem must end with these words: “Let him/her look”

W3 :: nobody

pixabay image
who
are you
in the mirror

woman
hidden feelings
beneath a mask

teen
mischievous thoughts
dreaming about tomorrow

child
wishing for
the parents approval

nobody
just someone
looking for love

Joining David’s W3Michelle‘s prompt:

Write a multiple/chained hay(na)ku on the theme of “love lost and found”.

Hay(na)ku?

Hay(na)ku is a very simple poetic form and one of the newest.

  • Three lines;
    • L1: one word;
    • L2: two words;
    • L3: three words;

W3 – Journaling

morning pages
Pen
moving slowly
guided by thoughts

Journal
blank pages
welcoming words
receptacle of joy

Joining David’s W3 challenge. Prompt:

Deanna’s prompt guidelines

  • Write a “Septolet” that refers to something that is held, something that one might hold.

Septolet?

The Septolet is a poem consisting of exactly seven lines containing exactly fourteen words with a break anywhere in between the two verses. Both verses deal with the same thought and create a picture.

one autumn morning

pixabay
it's six am
the moon is up there
autumn sky
sprinkling dew
she's always spying on me
warms up my being

autumn is
pumpkin bonfire scent
candles, always candle-light
haloed flame
it fills my being
I'm in awe

a warm cup of joy
an Himalayan white tea
sacred spot
these leaves have traveled
distant seas
to reach me

pen and paper by my side
safeguarding moments
my thoughts and wishes
which shouldn't be
scattered, lost
in this space

W3 – Dormasha poetry form

Moonwashed Musings – Haloed

Tanka Tuesday – Kigo words

harvest moon

Image by Dorothe from Pixabay
the blessed harvest moon
illuminating my path
she brings me back home
pumpkins, apple cider, gnomes
all awaits for my return

Rocking chair

Rocking chair
Nursing chair
Recovering chair
Reading chair
You are my lovely chair

You are an old maiden
My companion for happy and
unhappy moments
We are together
20 years or so

Your velvety fabric
With holes now
Shows a life well lived
Your wooden body is still strong
The cushions are getting softer by the day
Always inviting

Nursing chair
You have held my weight
And my babies weight
Innumerable nights
The 3 of us
Together
Rocking without stopping
Making precious memories

Recovering chair
not so long ago
You held my recovering body
Gentle rocking, back and forward
Taking my mind away
To faraway places
Where the pain couldn’t reach me

Reading chair
you are here now
All cozied up
By the fireplace
Holding me while I read
And travel to timeless journeys
Wisely rocking

Don’t worry my dear friend
Your velvety fabric won’t be replaced
It’s part of our story
Forever and ever

Eugi’s Moonwashed Musing prompt is Velvelty

David’s W3 prompt has been chosen by Selma:

Inspired by Neruda’s electric, surreal images, write a joyful ode to an ordinary object in your life. It doesn’t matter what it is, think kindly about how to honor and describe this praiseworthy item of yours.

Be still

Eugi’s image
on an October day
as the sun lays to sleep
i was dazzled by the golden leaves 
and gingered sky

calm waters reflects the truth
i crush the leaves and twigs
as the birds says their prayers
i crush the leaves and twigs

walking aimless
lost in my dreams
the breeze caresses my hair
and whispers to my ears

what are you searching for?
be still and listen ...
and in that moment
i swear I was infinity

I’m joining Eugi’s Moonwashed weekly prompt, gingered sky, and David’s W3 Deepthy’s lovely prompt: ‘and in that moment i swear we were infinite’.

It’s the first day of autumn here. I wish a wonderful new season to you, autumn or spring, when the Earth will be adorned with colourful leaves or flowers.