The Supreme Light Container spills color on the vast blue expanse, but it does not contaminate. dawn turns a new page auspicious green auroras streaking the blue sky https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2019/10/19/weekend-writing-prompt-128-aurora/
let them go, don't cry truth of seasonal lives in falling leaves - there lies https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/10/16/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-october-16th-2019-leaves-are-falling/
We have a huge furore here about trees being cut to make way for a metro rail project. The political and electoral ramifications complicate the matter even further. Environmentalists carefully uprooted a few trees instead of cutting them, and the same were planted in other places. Citizens have been asked to take the lush trees … Continue reading Home-grown
The Hunter’s Moon is called ‘Sharad Purnima’ or ‘Kojagiri Purnima’ in India. Believers used to place a bowl of rice pudding on the terrace under the moon for the night, and then consume it. The effect of moon rays on the lactic acid molecules in milk is supposed to be beneficial. The starch in rice … Continue reading Sharad Purnima
There it was …lying in the middle of the road. It looked bigger in size than earthworms, or a reptile smaller than a snake. It was probably injured/dead, driven over by a car. But it generated panic. The picture was being circulated in women’s Whatsapp groups, asking kids to be kept indoors. The organism had … Continue reading The other side of the story
are storms unseasonal, or my expectations…? Both are overwhelming https://frankjtassone.com/2019/08/24/haikai-challenge-101-8-24-19-autumn-rain-aki-no-ame-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/
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/
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/
Fire changes, and each moth approaches it without knowing the fate of those who died before … at least without being able to connect the cause of death with fatal attraction. The Sun is one, but fields of sunflowers change. Moods and emotions change. Undying love renews itself every moment to sustain itself. Understanding is … Continue reading Eternal Myth
Who teaches a new-born baby to smile and cry? Human memory is partial to faces, and this is the first set of information that she learns to decipher. Can she make sense of the sounds emanating from people around, or is it all gibberish to her? Dogs can learn about 200 words of whichever language … Continue reading Verbal blessings
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