Why does happiness not last? I ask myself as I hold a Sakura or cherry blossom in my palm. Does it stem from my inherent fears or the seasonal impermanence that I see everywhere? In a cyclic world, nature, ideologies, fashion trends, and political and scientific thought will all undergo change. Holding on to a … Continue reading Sakura (Cherry Blossom)
Hokku provided by Colleen an empty atticthe sound of April showersthunderous rumblings Wakiku lazy nights take a back seatApril Moon activates dreams Tanka Tuesday - Renga Challenge
Archaeologists will not stop digging into history. They’ve been trained to unearth stories that are no longer relevant. On second thoughts, we weave relevance into a story aligned to our instincts and expectations. Is there something I’d like to leave behind that will compel the future to think about me, maybe without knowing my name? … Continue reading Transformatory
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first cherry blossomssoft whispers of pink and whitespring's tender murmur fiddlehead ferns curlnature's green scrolls unfurlingin dawn's moist embrace twittering of birdsdawn's chorus greets the sunrisedaybreak's symphony 24 Seasons Poetry Challenge
extinguishcold, dark memoriestranquil dawn say goodbyeto the dark night andhazy moon winds blow silentlyto facilitate bold flightsas birds enter clouds 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge
The daily morning walk is a time for reflection. It is when I am with myself and with the elements of nature. If I’m sad and see a bud blossoming into a flower or a white rose smiling at me from a bed of thorns, I know the Universe has a message for me. At … Continue reading Pause
warm promise cocoonedin shades of yellow and rustspring sunsets aglow 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge No. 24
lingering snow meltsrevealing the green beneathspring is almost here early spring tulipsa splash of red in the fieldbrightening the day leap day comes once morean extra day to enjoyMake it count, my friend! Tanka Tuesday
I see snow changing colour from pristine white to pale yellow. Deep inside the frost, it senses the exit door. It feels good to flow with the river, but it will still stop before mingling in the ocean. It will turn back and trace its journey before it becomes the ocean. The reflection of the … Continue reading Snow Moon
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