Enflamed and engorged My heart beats a bloody red Echoing desires For the delights of lost nights Or the release of found days This Tanka was inspired by two separate challenges. First, I love the phrase “echoing desires,” which was our challenge phrase from Putting My Feet in the Dirt. Secondly, Reena’s… Continue reading Desires: Lost or Found
Dark seeps through the rift. The creator of days persists Still, the shadows grow. Not feeling particularly hopeful or cheery tonight, but thanks for the inspiration go to Putting My Feet in the Dirt and Sue's #WritePhoto Prompt Check out their sites for other great writing. And as an FYI, the super gloomy shadow shot is mine.
Wanted: All Wizards With Foolish Incantations And Sage Spells To Spare To Gather All Your Powers And Align The Stars Again This fun little tanka was brought to you thanks to the inspiration of FOWC (power) and Putting My Feet in the Dirt's fabulous phrase "foolish incantations" which seemed to go hand-in-hand with Sue's photo prompt. Thanks y'all!
the silent keep waits and as the moon exploded the sacred stood free Thanks to the following for the inspiration. Scott Daily Prompt (keep) and FOWC (free) and One Daily Prompt (sacred) and Putting My Feet in the Dirt (as the moon...)
the road tempts onward but deep down in the dungeon memories unspool Thanks to Sue for her Photo Prompt. It inspired thoughts of our lives lived through time and what that means as we age. That thought connected in my mind with this great phrase--deep down in the dungeon--from Putting My Feet in the… Continue reading Life
he lives for today to exist in the moment a mirror image of who he once was, could be an instant captured, pending It's tanka time! Thanks to the following for the challenging but fun prompts! Check out their sites for details. Fandango's FOWC (pending) and Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge (exist/today) and Putting My Feet… Continue reading Mirror Image
She sat on the breakwater and hoped the sound of the waves would soothe her. His words hadn’t. “In between the clover and the dampened earth.” That’s how the minister described it. Sounded poetic. Nicer than “here’s where we buried her body.” But that was reality. Ma was dead. And no pretty words were going… Continue reading The Breakwater
Unbidden flurry Nature’s scythe forsaking fall Fractured and formless ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is dedicated to my northern family and friends enduring their second (or is it their third?) early snowfall of the year. Florida has its faults (and boy this summer was HOT and LONG) but aaaaahh the winters are SWEET. Bike/Skyway Bridge photo courtesy… Continue reading Winter Comes
windows to the past hiding in the dappled light question memories Thanks to Sue for the Photo Prompt and Thanks to Putting My Feet in the Dirt for the Word Prompt Cover Photo courtesy of Sue Vincent. Window Photo (above) is courtesy of me.
Yesterday’s To Do List disrupt the status quo smash the patriarchy be an ally shatter the glass ceiling practice intersectional feminism crack open the captivating confines of my privilege be civil Today’s To Do List disrupt the status quo smash the patriarchy be an ally shatter the glass ceiling practice intersectional feminism crack open the… Continue reading To Do Lists