Tag: W3

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.

W3 – Surrender

Pink dogwood tree in my garden
red
a breath
a moment
flowing inwards
pulsing in the veins
welcoming the changes
disguised in layers of joy
opening unknown paths ahead
not always pleasant, a disruption
should we stagnate or follow nature's rules
dancing with the wind and feeling the droplets
let go of what has passed and adapt to the new
pleasure can be killed by hesitation and worries
be still and breathe
feel the moment
mind and body
in mindfulness
we are stronger
surrender now

This is a Tree of life poem. Angela, from Let’s write blog, has choosen me as the POW (poet of week) to select a prompt for this week David’s W3 challenge. My prompt guidelines are:

Changes are happening in both hemispheres for the arrival of spring or autumn. The Earth invites us to a beautiful party with colorful flowers or leaves, depending on where we are on this immense planet.

The change of seasons can be tough on us. It can shake our core and disturb our balance. The trees are a perfect example of how to adapt to changes. The branches and leaves flow with the wind and trees get bare or full of leaves, however, a tree’s strength is in the roots.

Let the words above inspire you and write a poem in “Tree of Life” poetic form about changes, impermanence, and strength.

‘Tree of Life’ poetic form
An uplifting poem in 19 lines;
Syllabic: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-4-4-4-4-4-4;
Unrhymed;
Alignment: Centered

Thanks so much David and Angela for giving me this opportunity!

Hope you enjoyed it!

W3 – acceptance

There is a crack, a crack in everything
Unreachable perfection
Acceptance is the lesson
Don’t dwell on what has passed away
distortion  now, flawless then
Forget your perfect offering
Darkness can be a blessing

W3 prompt this week is from Angela, she offers us the poem below to use 2 or 3 lines from it and write our own poem. 

Anthem’ lyrics ( Leonard Cohen )

The birds they sang
At the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what has passed away
Or what is yet to be

Ah, the wars they will be fought again
The holy dove, she will be caught again
Bought and sold, and bought again
The dove is never free

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in

W3: upside down

a butterfly flapping its wings
an old yard lady lost her rings
searching for them, flipboom!
dizziness, zoom zoom zoom
she fell down hearing lots of dings

Joining David’s W3 challenge:Lesley’s prompt guidelines a nonsense poem with at least one invented word of your own. I’ve written a Limerick poem (5 lines with the rhyme aabba) and invented flipboom, meaning flipping, falling and boom!

Hope you like the poem and also the photo, I took it with my phone under the flower.

W3 :: Writing

magic ritual
when the true self is revealed
the dawn is welcome

W3 prompt this week is offered by the lovely Sadje. She asks us to:

  • Write: a syllabic poem or: a poem in free verse;
  • Topic: “What inspires you to write?” or: “What inspires you to write poetry?”

I’ve chosen a Senryu (5-7-5 lines) to express my passion for writing, mostly journaling.

W3 :: The power of journaling

J ourney 
O pening up thoughts to the pages
U ltimate self-care
R ecognizing my needs and dreams
N ow, past and present colliding 
A nswers hidden in my being 
L ightness guides the pen
I ntuition takes over
N ever backing up 
G enuine pleasure

W3 prompt this week is: Write a poem of any style and any length on the topic of “Power.” I have written an acrostic poem about the power of journaling.

I’ve been journaling for 10 years. I remember the first time I put a pen to a blank page, it was in September, later in the afternoon, the autumn sunset bathed my living room. I got a piece of paper and a pen, leftovers of my kids homework. I started jotting down ideas, a little while those ideas transformed into deep thoughts, a yes, like magic, everything clarified in my mind. 

Since then I have filled up many notebooks with my thoughts. I started getting fancy and buying beautiful journals with soft pages and pens that glide on each line or dot. Now I prefer dotted pages rather than lined ones. 

Journaling is powerful!

W3 :: powerful

powerful 
slowly breaking through 
between rocks
and branches
the need to rise takes over
to be grand and loved

looking up
a sweet joy awaits
it is worth
to be brave
the true path has been chosen
darkness is behind

W3 prompt is “Write a Shadorma of a minimum of 2 stanzas on the topic of strength (physical, emotional, mental, ethical, or of character…)“

Nature’s power, this little strawberry, alone, breaking all the barriers to survive. I’m grateful it was on my path, and I could admire its strength to survive.

Wonder

One of my favourite lakes to visit in my city. The clouds’ reflection was stunning at that moment. 
wide exuberance 
where imagination speaks
wonder is nearby

A haiga poem for:

Tanka Tuesday: Synonyms only – Close & Open, I have chosen Wide and Nearby

W3 – Write a poem in any style about a place that evokes emotion (a place where you find poetry) – Almost all weekends I visit the lake in the photo, it always brings me joy to walk by it. The lines in my poem also start with W so perfect for the W3 challenge.

What do you see – Photo Prompt – Castles make me wonder about all the mysteries they hide inside their walls.