

An acrostic poem for Sadje’s WDYS.

are you ready to go back
to change the journey
the door is open
is up to you
to cross it
but
remember
the present
that you cherish
will not be
are you ready?
Joining Sadje’s WDYS

i see hope at the end of the path it’s enticing me the path is narrow and dangerous but the light is there its brightness guides me straight towards the blue wideness of the peace and lightness
Joining Sadje’s WDYS

So I heard She is old, not worth our time The storm has broken some of her branches So I heard She still has bright leaves Her shade is kind So I heard Birds and squirrels make their home in there The kids have their swing on her branches So I heard The electrical cables will be damage She can’t hold another storm So I heard She is hollow No more flowers and fruits So I decided My aged and deformed hands Will strongly ground to the Earth I’ll show my power And my will I’ll survive the next storm
Recently, we had a heavy storm with tornados touching down near by. Many trees branches broken, and full trees came down destroying houses, cutting electrical cables …, lots of damage. A few days later the city workers came by and cut many trees, the damaged ones and also some healthy ones. This made me so upset. Now we see the left over from their trunks, some indeed were hollow inside, but others had a strong core. I don’t know much about trees’ health, but it should have a way to check if the tree is doing well or not before cut them off.


In a future soon to be the past Magical tea pots will serve you Hibiscus tea for sure My favorite in the present Maybe not in the future And for sure not in the past While a kid I dreamed Phones with a screen As in the cartoons, The Jetsons Flying cars And space clothes Now i cover the camera I don’t show my face And for sure not in the future Maybe when the future turns into the past I could buy a flying car Go back to the past And whisper to the future
Joining Sadje’s WDYS. This image brought me back nice memories, I loved to watch The Jetsons when I was a kid, hope you know this cartoon but maybe you have never heard of it as most of the young people or your country didn’t broadcast American cartoons. It was about a future that it is in most of the part the present now.

The outdoors is inviting. The golden light beams are dancing between the branches, adorning the leaves as sparkling diamonds. Oh, the leaves couldn’t be more appealing, dressed up in red, orange and yellow.
A few minutes here is enough to recharge me, now n.115 is waiting for me. A dark and claustrophobic room where days and nights blend with one another, a cell I’ve designed for myself to keep the distractions away. The work needs to be done, timing is pressing.
Joining Sadje’s WDYS.

the same platform different paths some going others coming arrivals and departures welcomes and farewells both are bathed with tears joy or sadness the journey must continue

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.
