Ruminating ….by Deborah at a wisewomansjourney
Written In Response To:
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #109 – So, here’s an image for this week.
PROMPT:

promissory gift
mirroring in hands of faith
prophesied vision
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Ruminating ….by Deborah at a wisewomansjourney
Written In Response To:
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #109 – So, here’s an image for this week.
PROMPT:

promissory gift
mirroring in hands of faith
prophesied vision
~ * ~
‘A handful of memories’ ….. by Sadje
Reena is the host of Reena’s Exploration Challenge.
Welcome to Week 109!
So, here’s an image for this week.

As usual, there is no restriction on length or format of the piece.
~*~
I wish I could capture a handful of memories
From those far off days in my past
To keep them safe and close to my heart
I would take them out when I feel down
And replay all those golden moments of the past
As an elixir they would lift my spirits
And chase away the doldrums and blues
The past was not perfect by any means
But my memories of it are idyllic
How we remember the good old days!
~*~
#Keepitalive
#ReenasExplorationChallenge
English translation in Comments section…
अजीब होते हैं सपने
समाने को समा जाएँ आशियाँ
हाथों की चाँद लकीरों में
फिसलें तो निकल जाएँ
अंजुली से पानी की तरह
करीब होते हैं अपने
तो लगता है शबनम का क़तरा
किसी दरिया की तरह
गर रूठ जाएँ तो सागर
लगे जैसे मृगतृष्णा
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 109
Nostalgia …. by Indira
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #109- Prompt this week
NOSTALGIA
Can someone bring back
Carefree childhood
Caring and loving parents, siblings
Sweet lingering memories of the time spent with
Spouse, children, relatives, and friends
Lovely memories of
Daughter and son’s marriage
Arrival of granddaughter
Unforgettable time spent in
Traveling so many places,
Meeting with so many people
Swimming through the memory lane
cherishing, savoring, relishing all
As if it all happened yesterday
How time flies by
Leaving behind
NOSTALGIA
~ Indira
Remembrance …. a nostalgic piece by Susi Bocks
Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #109
hasty, busy world
slowing down to remember
simpler times in youth
Timeworn.... by Eugenia
Haiku-317 in response to Exploration Challenge #109
Known and the unknown …. by Aishwarya at kittysverses
“For I have known them all already, known them all:
To the countless sharing the space,
On this beautiful planet,
Where all co-exist,
I am a nameless face,
I am one among the crowd,
I am nothing extraordinary,
For the ones that know me,
I am a part of the world where they also thrive,
To some my name,
Would bring, cheer,
To a few, anger,
Yet others, indifference,
“For I have known them all already, known them all:
A part of me exists in all,
A part of them exists in me,
If we look at each other’s positives,
As our own,
We would wholeheartedly appreciate,
Rather than compare and snide,
If we look at each other’s negatives ,
As our own,
We would willingly forgive,
Rather than be mean,
It’s those I know,
I go for love, care and support,
Sometimes they deliver, sometimes they backstab,
For they…
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Spooning …. by VJ Knutson
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.”
Source: “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Eliot
I line my spoons on the counter –
measures of the day’s reserves
one spoon for morning tea
with a side of emails read
a shower requires two or three
with a guarantee of needed rest
I’ll linger horizontal – added care
when an outing is in the plans
the thrill of venturing, and delight
of conversation shared wipes
the counter clean – I’ll crash
and crave for one spoon more
enough to get me into bed
pray tomorrow’s count the same.
(For Reena’s Exploration challenge, in which she challenges us to use one of the given lines of poetry. Spooning is the term used for those of us with chronic illness who have limited energy. Myalgic Encephalomyelitis is characterized by exhaustion after exertions. My day starts with depleted…
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None of them …. by Jen Goldie

You can choose any one line , and use it as the first line for your piece.
“For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons;
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.”
Source: “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Eliot

“For I have known them all already,
known them all”
I have howled at the moon,
I have reached for the stars
I have basked in the sun
But when all is said and done
there is really only one.
“For I have known them all already,
known them all”
and known none of them,
none of them all.
©J.E.Goldie October 15 2019

