I have a sijo on Monday for you this time! This week’s sijo theme is ART. I was inspired by the painting “Young Girl Writing a Love Letter” by Pietro Antonio Rotari, a print of which I have framed in my room.
Look at her daydreaming lovesick look on her pretty face, Blush-pink cheek resting upon her left hand, feather-quill in her right -- I will not ruin her reverie, with a cynical ending
It’s time for my usual Tuesday night sijo for Ronovan Writes’s current prompt: this week, it is please. Also for NaPoWriMo day 25.
The shape or color of the flower’s petals does not matter,
It is not a competition between the plants in the garden,
For each variety is pleasing to the One who made it.
NaPoWriMo day 18, a sijo for Ronovan Writes’s prompt.
I remember that young girl, playing gleefully on the swing-set,
Jumping off as if she could fly — happy, never asking why
The world is so unkind. If only she could get a reset.
For NaPoWriMo day 4, it’s another Tuesday-evening sijo! This week’s theme was “distraction.”
Whether it be voices from the t.v., or in your own brain,
Telling you to listen to fear, and not to what you could gain —
Don’t follow when distraction pulls, away from greatest goals
It’s Tuesday evening, and regular readers of my blog will know that that (usually) means a sijo! This week’s theme is “reliable.”
Even the most expensive car, has wheels which will quit turning.
Even the most faithful friend, in imperfection will let you down.
Only God the Ground of all being, is unchangeable.
A sijo and then a haiku, on similar themes, for Ronovan Writes’s challenges this week.
Seeking an answer in the fog of the future — what comes next?
Never being able to see more than a few feet ahead,
A daily adventure, to uncover all the possibilities
fog of the future
these thick clouds do not move on —
seeking an answer
It’s time for my Tuesday-evening Sijo! This week’s theme is temptation. The first topic that I thought of is Jesus’s temptation in the desert, which was the Gospel reading on Sunday, but I wrote about something else:
When the darkness descends, when it invades, taking me captive,
I am tempted to think there is no light — yet I keep searching,
Until after excruciating pain, I find it right by me.
Opening crisp pages, to get lost in another story,
Something different and beyond, my own limited experience,
An escape which opens my eyes, to the depth and breadth of life
This is especially true when I read historical fiction. It is both a fun adventure and a learning experience. Right now I am reading a novel called The Paris Library and am enjoying it. For Ronovan Writes’s sijo prompt.
Fast-growing ducklings -- We delight in their cuteness Lovely while it lasts
Thanks to Ronovan Writes for the haiku prompt.
As I often do, I have a sijo to share on this lovely Tuesday evening. Our theme this week was “Promise.”
I will spend every day, of the rest of my life with you,
I will treat you with kindness, love as befits this sacred union
Of body-soul composite: This promise I make to myself.
The word for JusJoJan was “periwinkle.” I know that’s a flower, as well as a color, but I always think about the color, particularly the Crayola crayon and how every kid in elementary school wanted that cool crayon box with 64 colors.
I’m also fascinated by the symbolic meaning of flowers, and according to this site, periwinkles have been a symbol of hope and “have a long history of representing love, protection, and loyalty.” For that reason I think they fit well with my sijo above.
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