Thanksgiving weekend

In Canada, we celebrate thanksgiving this weekend. It’s earlier than the USA thanksgiving celebration. We are up north and the harvest is already in full mode, soon it will be snowing and nothing else to harvest.

It’s a chilly day, 5C/41F this morning. I’m sitting in my living room trying to put words together for this post. Maybe a gratitude list, quotes, poems… not sure what to write.

“What if, today, we were grateful for everything?”
Charlie Brown

So, here are three things I’m grateful for at this moment:

Pumpkin pie season – I got the last one in my favourite bakery yesterday, I know they sell the pies as soon as they are ready, but I only had time to stop by later in the afternoon. The shelves were empty, only one pie was waiting for me.
Hearing from faraway friends they are ok in spite of the craziness in the world.
Making peace with myself, working on acceptance.

“Be present in all things and thankful for all things.”
Maya Angelou

Could you tell me one thing you are grateful today?

Happy Thanksgiving!

WDYS :: maybe

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.

WDYS:: Deadline

***Image credit; Simon Berger* @ *Unsplash***

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.

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.

WDYS – Approval

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

Arrival

A flash of light is entering through the window 
Bodies start to stretch after the long night.
Good morning, bonjour, bom dia, buen dia, guten morgen …
Many languages contained in a small space, all the dreams and expectations
A baby babbling at the left, a toddler asking ‘are we there yet?’ at the right
People are moving in the aisle, rushing for the lavatories
The cabin crew is busy, checking if everyone is ok and collecting the night trash
The coffee fragrance spreads along the plane, soon breakfast will be served, the landing approaches.
Welcome to …
Reena’s Xploration Challenge:

“There’s something about arriving in new cities, wandering empty streets with no destination. I will never lose the love for the arriving, but I’m born to leave.”
Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles: in search for The Great Perhaps

What do you see – Is it possible

*Image credit; Leighann Blackwood @ Unsplash*

Is it possible to explain love
To someone who never loved before
Using pen as a tool
Is it possible ordinary words
Describe how profound and infinite
Love is
To the fools that never loved before
Words and love 
there is no place
In their hearts
A flame is powerful 
A way to erase the abstract feeling
Only known to who truly feels it
Is it possible …

Joining Sadje - WDYS

Sunday musings – yellow and orange

These last two weeks have been hectic. Many deadlines at work and weekend travel with the kids. I didn’t have time to have my precious ‘me time’ and to join the writing/poetry challenges, that I love, here.

Another snowstorm was on the way for the weekend, so I went grocery shopping on Friday evening and I found these gorgeous tulips, yellow and orange, at the grocery store. Of course, I had to get them.

I still have my Valentine’s roses, yellow ones, drying out. I dried red roses many years ago, they turned out great and are decorating my living room. These yellow ones are also drying beautifully. Not all the roses dry the way I like, so it’s great when they do and I can preserve them.

Today the clocks went ahead one hour. I’m taking this morning slowly, not hurrying to catch up with the lost hour.

I made pancakes for breakfast to enjoy with a strong black coffee. I got my orange mug last weekend while travelling to the USA middle-west. I drove all the way from Canada, a long drive, however pleasant, I love a road trip.

Yellow and orange are calling for me. I need to search for their meanings, I know yellow is happiness, and warm, but not sure about orange.

Wishing a wonderful day to you!

broken

a broken dish
mended with gold 
the scar is precious 
it tells time and has a story 
shouldn’t be erased, discarded 
travelling to countries, continents 
rough oceans, calm skies
it reveals a path taken, chosen
to reach the eventful moment 
a split second of sorrow 
when the past can’t be redone 
however, the future is a choice
the trash bin or the shining on the shelf
a decision must be made 
the fragility in the hands of the doer
a smile, a memory of celebration 
a lump in my throat, a memory of an empty dish
mended with gold

Joining Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Revelation

Joining Reena’s Xploration Challenge – Are we truly enmeshed with the world, each other and Time?

Carrot Ranch – Dishes

Time in a box

Prompt:

Janus is the god of beginnings, gates, transitions, time, duality, doorways, passages, frames, and endings. He is usually depicted as having two faces. The month of January is named for Janus. Source: Wikipedia

Time in a box

If I could secure Time in a box
I would keep it there,
Dormant 
Release it only when
I have time
I’m ready for it
I know myself
I wouldn't need to steal a few minutes here and there,
Day and night would bring me to light and surrender

If I could secure Time in a box
I would release it for 
The long summer days
Sitting under the canopy of a coconut tree
Looking at the sea

I would release it for
The fragrant spring days
Breathing the scent of the flowers and my feet on the lawn

I would release it for 
The cold winter days
Enjoying the warm hearth and a cup of hot chocolate

I would release it for 
The golden autumn days
Crushing leaves and all the pumpkin spice

If I could secure Time in a box
I would release it for ...

And you? Would you secure Time or let it be free?

Wishing you a lovely weekend!