city life in bloom
red, pink, yellow, and orange
springing with new life
as the sleeping trees lay bare
under skyscrapers of blue
Tag: tanka
if I could be me
If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?
if I could be me
but wiser, softer, kinder
quiescent no more
the arrogance of youth shed
my chrysalis cracked open
This was inspired by Jetpack’s question of the day and by Susi’s post from today entitled Insulating. Thanks Susi!
static possibility
muttering murmurs
the doors open on the right
light and sound distort
in the moment time stands still
static possibility
I ride the train a lot, so my mind went in many directions but the empty seats strongly evoked the ideas of loss and hope–that liminal moment of unknown. Thanks for the inspiration to Reena’s Xploration Challenge
that ruthless calendar
watching the days pass
spring, summer, fall, without you
a new year begins
and one more month races by
relentless and unyielding
thanks to JusJoJan for this chance to mark a sad anniversary.
New Hope
Rising from the depths,
the solo flame meets daylight.
In concert, they join
to purge the night’s dark shadows.
Illuminating new hope.
Image credit https://unsplash.com/@codyhiscox
It’s been a long time since I’ve been here, but I’m determined to make time in 2023! So thanks to MindLoveMiserysMenagerie’s Photo Challenge and Linda Hill’s JusJotJan challenge for getting me back in the game. Please visit their sites for guidelines for the challenges and for some great writing.
Here’s to purging the shadows!
Tina Stewart Brakebill 