autumn’s falling seeds
spill out along our ramble
nature’s fall greeting
Thanks to Crimson’s Creative Challenge and the RDP Challenge for a great word (SPILL) and photo inspiration for this little Monday morning ditty.
fall’s spill
Category: tutto e niente
an unasked for stretch of the imagination (Sunday Whirl)
memories flutter
slinking into my still mind
fidgeting sparrows
the crash of a bell
unwelcome branches emerge
memories migrate
I love the challenge of making meaning out of random words. Not sure how well this succeeded but it was fun! Thanks Sunday Whirl.
the dawn of a new day
orange turns to blue
life glimmering in the deep
nascent with the dawn
we begin again
the sun shines on a new day
hopeful and alive
Thanks to Susi and David for beautiful SenHai photo prompt. BTW-I LOVE Croatia. It’s one of my favorite places. And thank you to the weekly colour challenge prompt of ORANGE. It was and unexpectedly perfect inspiration.
W3-Hay(na)ku Poetry
First Love
momentarily
holding space
we breathe together
Brotherly Love
memories
fighting words
partners in crime
Learning to Love Myself
rejection
internalized antipathy
acceptance at last
Not Love
starstruck
stood up
it’s not you
Endless Love
together
holding space
a timeless moment
Inspired by Michelle’s poem, this week’s W3 challenge (in short): Write 5 separate Hay(na)ku poems, each about a different aspect of love, including (but not limited to) the following:
- Romantic love
- Familial love
- Self-love
- Unrequited love
- Enduring/timeless love
Each poem should stand alone but together create a layered meditation on love.
Form: Hay(na)ku poetry series
Invented by: Filipino poet Eileen Tabios (2003). Structure (per poem):
- Line 1 → 1 word
- Line 2 → 2 words
- Line 3 → 3 words
No rules for rhyme, rhythm, or subject beyond the word count.
Check out Michelle’s poem and more detailed instructions below.
probably …
“The opportunity of a lifetime passed before him as he tried to decide between a cone or a cup.” The thought should probably terrify him.
The woman waiting to scoop his mint chocolate chip (or possibly pistachio) ice cream had actually said “it’s not the opportunity of a lifetime. Pick one.”
She had laughed as she said it, but he could feel life passing him by as he dithered, yet again.
If he was keeping score (which he was) this was the 17th time today he had agonized over an arguably simple decision. Eventually he decided by not deciding. Instead, he walked away empty handed.
He knew why he was spinning in circles: he needed to make what was probably the biggest decision of his life.
As he slid the key into the lock, he made a promise to himself: “I will decide today. Or maybe tomorrow. Tomorrow might be better. But definitely this week. Probably.”
Thanks for the inspiration to Fandango’s word of the day (LOCK) and the Writers Workshop prompts of SCORE and the opening line.
Tina Stewart Brakebill 