future paths unknown obscured by the veil of time still, we dare to live Image credit: Eric Muhr@Unsplash Thanks to Sadje's WDYS Challenge for the beautiful inspiration.
Tag: photo inspiration
Imprisoned Beauty (a haiku)
Suspended beauty Imprisoned by the moment Reaching for the sky Image credit: Richard Kesperowsk@Unsplash Thanks to Sadje's WDYS Challenge for providing such a lovely photo inspiration.
Uncertain Shadows (a Haiku)
Shadows in my mind Uncertainty halts my steps Am I free or not Image credit: Tim Hüfner @ Unsplash Thanks for the inspiration to Sadje's WDYS Challenge.
thoughts of yesterday (a haiku)
memories unbound dusky hunger-sated nights giving way at dawn Image Credit: Lovers by Harry Hollard, 1982 Inspired by the image provided by Mind Love Misery Menagerie's Photo Challenge and Word Craft Poetry poet's choice.
true life revealed (a haiku)
A figment alleged. But that vision melts away as true life bares all. Image credit: Angele Kamp @ Unsplash Sadje's WDYS Challenge today was to think about birthdays .... This got me considering life in general. Is our life imagined anything like our real life? If not, is that good or bad? And more… Continue reading true life revealed (a haiku)
but, still (or the magic door)
Susan felt like a fool. It was 1977 not 1957. My god, she was a liberated woman! How could she fall for his line? Stupid! But, still, she stayed. Remembering. Champagne. His voice in her ear. “I can’t tell you where I’m going but meet me here on Christmas Eve.” Stupid! Did she think… Continue reading but, still (or the magic door)
memories bloom
Dust Bowl memories strewn like weeds in her mind’s eye bloom as fragrant buds Image credit: Pisauikan@ Pixabay Sometimes the muse strikes hard! Thanks to Sadje's WDYS Challengefor the beautiful photo. That smile!!! She immediately struck a very specific chord in my mind and heart and to Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge for (unwittingly?) providing the perfect… Continue reading memories bloom
Time
Time has lost all meaning. Had it been one year? Twenty years? One hundred? More? She had stopped trying to count the days long ago. But she had believed--really believed--she'd be able to note the seasons. Hoping to mark the years. Imagining she’d be able to picture their faces as time passed. She had wanted… Continue reading Time
crucible of fire
solitary hope in the crucible of fire the world made over Thanks to Sadje's WDYS Challenge and to Frank's haiku challenge for the inspiration.
blue dawn
stars shine as they pass till the sun rises anew breaking the night’s hold Assuming I can figure out how to post anything with the block editor WP forced on me .... Thanks to Sue's Write Photo Challenge for a beautiful photo inspiration.
