hands clutching on to a spent life slipping away like sand each particle -a story with forward and backward links hands fearful of the unknown assume the past is a safe place but not the soul flying away -leaving a broken shell in search of new shelters wholesome and whole https://helenevaillant.com/2019/06/11/what-do-you-see-june-11-2019/
Dawn is the most peaceful part of the day, and I choose to be out – walking on a path strewn with autumn leaves or snow or spring flowers. All carry different messages for my day ahead. Crazy me – I pick up a leaf and write a poem on it with the permanent marker … Continue reading Mediums have a voice, not words
her spirit exhausted in fighting -blocked vision -their beliefs she just chose to fly -explore battles on that side https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/06/11/photo-challenge-267/
https://iwriteher.com/2019/06/11/i-write-her-weekly-haiku-senryu-challenge-23/ twinning with the earth a mother bears another links - not understood
“How’ve you turned so dark?” “I decided to get out of me, and stop obstructing myself. Whatever remains is just beauty and light, and a path strewn with flowers.” “I can see a new face growing on you.” https://katmyrman.com/2019/06/11/twittering-tales-140-11-june-2019/
A twist in the prompt (or plot) .... by Eugenia at BrewNSpew Cafe
An ideal world is everything that we don’t have - of course with a sprinkling of the bits we like from our present reality. The bits are more in the nature of a garnish or seasoning, to keep us connected to the past. We land in a new place, and think that the dream lies … Continue reading Past and future
light, fragrant breeze my senses luxuriate in it you - somewhere near remember me, love we shared deserving a memorial https://frankjtassone.com/2019/06/08/haikai-challenge-6-8-19-fragrant-breeze-kunpuu-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/ Image credit: By Bjarki Sigursveinsson – Own work, Public Domain, Wikipedia
Tessa's contribution to Exploration Challenge #90
Compromise ….. by MS Jadeli
This world as we know it is one big compromise. If it wasn’t, life couldn’t exist on planet Earth. As I sat here trying to think of the topic, I looked outside at the pear tree in the back yard. The pear tree is alive because of compromise. From the perspective of the tree, it wants to be the biggest, most fruitful tree it can be. If there was not compromise and the tree had its own way, it would grow so big and be so fruitful, there wouldn’t be room for anything else but it, and the planet would consist of one massive pear tree.
As we are all here, and the pear tree is an average-sized tree that produces varying numbers of pears each year, it means that the pear tree has compromised. It has agreed to have a space to grow to a reasonable size and to…
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