Tanka

five lines give a good scope for expression Tanka is my fave it assimilates haiku cutting need for kigo words https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/08/10/saturday-mix-lucky-dip-10-august-2019/

Hiroshima

The destruction was gut-wrenching, undoubtedly. What sets it apart is the will power to survive, regenerate, rebuild and be watched in awe by philanthropists, historians and others. I’m sure the souls who departed then, are back now in the same place – empathizing, commemorating, helping their brethren to live again. They are whole again – … Continue reading Hiroshima

Wisdom of the Sky

a free soul shouts groaning under its own weight -I can take no more   un-spin the thought yarns you’ll find a way out -wisdom of the sky https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/08/06/photo-challenge-275/

Somewhere there

let’s hitch a ride to other side of nowhere Hope lives somewhere there   nature beckons me foggy paths strewn with shadows arches to welcome   determination drives – and my dreams take care of happiness – somewhere there https://scvincent.com/2019/08/01/thursday-photo-prompt-destination-writephoto/

Artists’ muse

RAINY DAYS often get artists busy, with their writing tools or easel and brush, as they look for inspiration at the shape-shifting clouds flexing muscles to enter imagination The one-bun is a nice format. Try your hand at https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/07/31/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-july31st-2019-clouds/

Creative

magic of black paint a few brushstrokes or palette knives on a pastel canvas setting imagination afire …. creativity https://scvincent.com/2019/07/25/thursday-photo-prompt-aflame-writephoto/

Shadows

shadows on the wall changing shape, form with light my fragmented self   https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/07/24/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-july-24th-2019-shadows-on-the-wall/

Cross I bear

my lonely, scalded soul groans so often on being unfairly chosen for the cross my tears are nothing, but lava molten just why should divine justice be so gross I drag through the day, and then sleep morose   one morning… my inner eye awakens I see no reason to be so shaken it's all … Continue reading Cross I bear