a rule of life green, brown and white make seasonal shifts happen Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille
Seasonal
Blues
A different track from whatever was expected for this spring prompt.... depression overpowers hope stifles breezy mindsets always arrives unannounced Blues Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge #Week 89 by Elsie Hagley
Reflections
“The artist is not at peace with himself.” “What makes you that?” “The ugliness captured shows his discomfort with the world, and throwing back the revulsion at them. It is a secret desire for the world to be swallowed by this muck.” (231 characters) Twittering Tales Picture prompt
Real Life
tempestuousness amuses gleeful lovers ardour subsides with ripples in calm waters of real married life Colleen's 2018 Weekly Poetry Challenge #76
Spring Buds
words reawaken nights and its beasts within dormant lies the soul You reminded me, Toni. I need to find that teacher and prove a point to her. I dabbled with fiction in school, which was termed frivolous and largely ignored. I don’t remember a single pat for my ability to spin yarns. The college magazine … Continue reading Spring Buds
Miracles unfold, but…..
“What is happening out here?” All eyes in the boardroom were glued on the live coverage screen. “This is an improvisation on the driverless car model.” “Balloons on a car? Is it a fairy tale?” “No. It is real.. If an accident is foreseen, the balloons get activated and pull the car up in the … Continue reading Miracles unfold, but…..
So special
Bubbles has always been my nemesis …. My daughter, Samara is so maniacally attached to her, that she will bring the roof or sky down on not seeing her. We are indebted to Bubbles as well, for helping Samara come alive, and interact more with the world around her. It is not easy parenting an … Continue reading So special
Day and Night
day and night look into each other’s eyes equality boosts confidence to take a chance bi-annual equinoxes Ronovan Writes
Treasure Hunt
treasure hunt shifts to roads unknown sign posts offer clues while secrets lie inside in a captive soul Weekly Writing Prompt #133
The Beauty of Idleness
I chose an Erasure poem for the Exploration Challenge this week. In a way, it symbolizes leisure - being creative, but lazy to create, taking time in picking out the right words from a literary piece. We get such a kick in being conflicted we lost leisure no feeling for cultic celebration a-musical … Continue reading The Beauty of Idleness
