This week’s WordPress photo challenge is about liquid. Below are the photos and a poem to go with them.
Such varieties of drinks,
And many cups that hold them,
Such varieties of shapes
That the liquids take,
The containers shape
Their very being,
Yet they are capable of change.
And same with people —
Remember, we are
Seventy percent water.
For Frank J. Tassone’s weekly haikai challenge. This week we are writing about spring or autumn rains. This was inspired by the weather last Sunday.
The clouds come, the rain
Stays under its gray blankets.
Three drops said hello.
At DVerse, we are using brand names in our poetry. Join in here! I used the list of perfumes for inspiration.
Obsession
I just want to be
Beautiful.
It takes a long time
To realize the allure
Is not worth the
Obsession,
The weight weight
Weight of my sin
Is much more than
Whatever fat I wish
To lift from my
White shoulders,
Negativity waits in
Ambush, as a
Midnight poison
Keeping me awake,
Keeping me in chains
As addictive as opium —
“I just want to feel
Beautuful.”
This week’s haibun Monday is about compassion, but we are to write about it without explicitly stating it.
Many people suffered with me willingly, giving positivity, thoughts, prayers, being there for late-night phone calls and parked-car conversations. They modeled true friendship, which I can never forget. They saved my life in body, and even more in mind and spirit.
Winter’s frost is thawed.
Friends are the warm cup of tea,
Comfort like blankets.
This is a sonnetina quattro for the latest decastich challenge. This is a 10-line poem consisting of a sestet and a quatrain and is written in (roughly) iambic tetrameter.
We once had many trees and grass
Where this city currently stands,
Now if we have some luck we pass
A park, among asphalt islands.
Environment is made of glass,
Yet careless are most human hands.
There was a forest, with life filled,
Endangered by ambition’s plow,
How much of that life has been stilled,
And concrete is our forest now.
The waterfall need not be
A precipitous, dangerous
Drop : Dance,
Underneath the flowing
Waterfall, and feel
The mist’s gentles kisses,
Drinking the experience.
Written for DVerse’s latest Poetics prompt, about what we are still learning. I am learning to enjoy every experience of life and to find good things, even in a less-than-ideal situation. Life doesn’t have to be easy to be good.
A haiku for Frank J. Tassone’s “twittering” prompt that is actually about birds.
Listen to little
Wrens and sparrows twittering,
Daily morning song
