
Escaping the handcuffs of the past United, they navigate In search of long lost dreams


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.


Two photo prompts this week: the left image for WDYS and the right one for Tanka Tuesday. I decided to combine both prompts together in a text and a chōka poem.
Once a home, now just a house. The noise from the past clashes with the silence of the present. The memories are held in a trunk waiting for the moment to erupt, looking for freedom.
Winter lies in each corner, the cold and dark creeping into my skin.
She knew I was coming and left me the rose and a cup of water to bring me back to the present moment.
the silence is loud winter lies in each corner the memories wait held in a trunk for so long they scream for freedom she knew I was coming back the rose and water housekeeping is imminent breath in, breath out, be present

In the middle of the chaos Two possibilities arise Look up to the light See the tiny expression of goodness A hand of hope Or Dive into the darkness A hole in the wall of despair Inviting you to hide To go deep down Into your sorrows At the end It’s up to you, your mindset To choose the path to be taken
Joining Sadje – WDYS # 190

Am I real? Can people see me as I am? Or I’m an illusion of time and space, I can’t be seen or felt. Do I need their approval to be me? To exist? To be plenty? Is love dependent on feedback, or can love survive in one direction only? Joining Sadje - WDYS

An unfaithful truth
In the hands of the unknown
Dangerous outcome
Joining Sadje – What do you See – image prompt. I have written a Senryu to express the human condition in the image above.
I can’t decide if I he is letting her go or trying to reach her. What do you see?
Learning to trust is one of life’s most difficult tasks.
Isaac Watts

is it the ending or the beginning? time to redeem your faults the universe won’t forgive it’s coming close your mistakes are reflected in your tears they are pulling you down the ocean is deep however, not deep enough to hold your regrets it’s up to you the ending or the beginning
Joining WDYS