The sweeper looks surprised when I say, “Treat the dried leaves with the same respect you give the dead.” I hear the leaves crying out in anger when trampled by insensitive feet. The widowed branches are unsure if they want to mourn the departure of the old or welcome the new arrival. Seasons always put … Continue reading Seasons
a pesky seaweed,dandelion seeds take flight,whispers in the breeze Photo Challenge #537
forests of the mindhold secrets of existenceunexplored terrain Moonwashed Weekly Prompt - Unexplored
undocked aggressionreflected in deep watersset to change fortunes MLMM - Photo Challenge
picking up a leafetching its tale on tree trunkspoetic instincts Moonwashed Weekly Prompt -Poetic
The equinox always baffles me. It announces the beginning of a new season by declaring that black and white, good and evil, day and night, will always coexist in equal measure. The two sides play games, chasing and overtaking one another, creating illusions of victory and defeat and drawing minds to jump to conclusions. Ultimately, … Continue reading Autumnal Equinox
August brings heavy rains, but religion and patriotism endure it all to celebrate festivals. Some festivals are designed to break the monotony of grey clouds with colour. Being a Leo, I’ve grown to believe that August brings positive change, though every August of my life does not testify to this. This year's Mercury retrograde dampened … Continue reading August
heart raging withinlet all anger dissipateleaving the Earth coldremaining heat ferments tillmature seasons overtake is therea new planetemerging somewhere thereamanogawa celebratesrebirthmonotonous orbits endurerestructuring prevailssurvival callsfor change regurgigatingmackerel clouds conceal changeseasons blitz their way Tanka Tuesday- 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge “Don’t watch the clock; do what it does. Keep going.” – Sam Levenson
cyan blue sky seestentacles clawing the moonearth restricts desire Photo Challenge #530
The moon crashed with a thud tonight, and clouds murmured secrets from other worlds through whispering windows on Earth. I was lucky enough to catch a piece of the moon and stash it away in the drawer for dark nights. I can hear its silent screams, asking for release. The broken moon in the sky … Continue reading A sliver in the drawer
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