
ethereal love
sun and moon united forever
the universe's barriers are broken
radiant dream
Joining David’s W3, Reena’s prompt and image.

ethereal love
sun and moon united forever
the universe's barriers are broken
radiant dream
Joining David’s W3, Reena’s prompt and image.

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:

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”

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 W3 – Michelle‘s prompt:
Write a multiple/chained hay(na)ku on the theme of “love lost and found”.
Hay(na)ku is a very simple poetic form and one of the newest.

Pen moving slowly guided by thoughts Journal blank pages welcoming words receptacle of joy
Joining David’s W3 challenge. Prompt:
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.

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

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



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.

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.
infinity love always a work in progress perpetuity
W3 prompt this week is provided by Nigel, I have chosen a Senryu poetry form.