Dreams for tomorrow. Fingertips tracing my face with child like wonder. Love growing in the pauses as our hearts beat together. Thanks for the inspiration to Linda's JusJoJan Challenge (fingertips) and to Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge (child / grow).
seeking to avoid an unchosen destiny she slips through the gap like a whisper in the night a bounded servant no more I love cemeteries. A recent visit to the historic Oaklawn Cemetery in Tampa inspired thoughts about escaping an unwanted destiny; whether that fate is death or something else is up to the reader… Continue reading defying destiny (a tanka)
Am I a dreamer? Still full of hope as I yearn. Or am I a clown? Yes, says the face in the glass with your destiny foretold. Image courtesy of Forgottenx at DeviantArt I’m not sure that this piece fits perfectly into any of the challenges that inspired me today. So apologies if… Continue reading quixotic musings
You provoke! he cries. An Aberration. he cries. You make me! he cries He cries. I apologize. False tears. We begin again. Important reminder: COVID-19 has worsened the ongoing horror of domestic violence. If you or a loved one (in the U.S) needs more information or help, they can contact The National Domestic Violence Hotline As… Continue reading false tears (a tanka)
honeyfuggle me sing bon mots about mon coeur melt my resistance whisper words sweet like sugar until I’m bound by your spell Thanks to the WOTD Challenge for teaching me a new word (honeyfuggle) and to Frank's haiku challenge for inspiring me one more time!
rising together yesterday not forgotten but looking ahead for the hope of tomorrow is to become transcendent Thanks to Colleen and her Tanka Tuesday Theme Prompt. Visit her site for details and great writing. My tanka was inspired by current events as well as the provided theme: A Psalm of Life by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: … Continue reading to become transcendent
no more comic books or picturing his first shave no more sneaking drinks or pretending not to hear two ten main street is no more Thanks to Fandango for the thought-provoking photo. It reminded me of the sad Covid-19 reality that some things may never come back. Not sure why my mind went to barbershops, but… Continue reading his first barber
The cord stretching tight “Shut up David it’s my turn” Giggles and whispers Beep! Call waiting (no don’t go) Crying, as he said goodbye Today at NaPoWriMo our prompt asks us to move backwards in time away from such modern contrivances as podcasts and write a poem that features forgotten technology. This immediately brought… Continue reading one phone to rule them …
day dreaming delay mind caught in an endless loop where thoughts are stolen by fluctuating follies echoing atrocities This (thinly veiled comment on my mind's status today) contribution to Colleen's Tanka Tuesday challenge (synonyms only-dreaming and thought subbed in for fancy and idea) was helped along by Putting My Feet in the Dirt's wonderful phrase prompt:… Continue reading day dreaming delay: a tanka for our times
dark gives way to light a nova bursts then dies life’s circle unveiled as the stars of the night sky reveal themselves de novo Thanks to Colleen and Sally for this week's Tanka Tuesday theme: the night sky. Check it out!