whirr of a mixerfestive drumrolls tear the windforlorn trees count leavesmy dog snuggles up to mea moment of peace beckons Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
Peace Within
whirr of a mixerfestive drumrolls tear the windforlorn trees count leavesmy dog snuggles up to mea moment of peace beckons Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
salty drops wet soila grey sky sheds silent tearsincessant rainfall Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
It's not yet fall, but an unhinged, red leaf blows over my feet. The clouds will soon deplete themselves, as the sky rewrites its message. An illusion of a blue roof has long fooled us. It's not yet the end, for spring will soon reign, unless intelligence interferes. retrograde planetsconspire to reverse the flowof stories … Continue reading Multiple Meanings
I revel in artsplashing colours on blanknesswatching them assumeshapes dictated by my thoughts-vagabonds in a forest God, give me a platform where silence verbalises itself an easel finds measking for a wild canvasthat does not contain,but sets free white energy-I paint patterns to hold Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
Here's my take she soars above hopewhile he holds the ladder highwaiting patientlya new language of supportgender roles dwindle away Image: AI generated Tanka Tuesday - Taiga
regrets flowmirror reflectionsshed dark tearssilentlyimperceptible, afraidunconfessed sorrow a tree fallsroots withdraw supportearthquakes wantvictimspeakperpetrators of pain gounnoticed, unmourned Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
I watch the eras parading bystories bloom on my wrinkled skinI hug each moment to saygoodbye and release itto free both of usfrom memoriesDeath beckonsI findpeace Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 22 Image Credit: Paul Szlosek at Paul's Wonderful World of Color
the sky tastes saltyteardrops falling from HeavenI talk to the raincradled on my palms spread outto make a wish and receiveblessings on my skin, not tongue I may just spit outGod's vulnerabilityin words or poemsHelp me retain your essencebefore you drench other worldswith your magnanimity Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
gold blooms through silverfusion by pressure techniquesheat both makes and breaks it's been a long timewe looked at life in the eyedreams metamorphosed love moulded in ringsmetal outlasts fragile bondsco-creating life Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge P.S. In the Korean art of keumboo, jewellers fuse pure gold to silver with pressure and heat. The result is … Continue reading Rensaku
I scout for eyeballson my journey through etherblinking attentionlidless eyes watch but can't speakcurtailed communication "Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth." —Buddha visibilitymatters when I burn through mindsinstigate actionTruth needs to make itself heardSun and Moon are silent lamps Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge