Literary Worlds

My effort for this week’s Sijo prompt, for which we are to use REALITY as our inspiration.

Much as this writer also loves to peruse many genres,
And she could read and write for hours each day, she does wonder if
She should do more living, instead of only writing about it.

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One Possible Future

The future is far from my favorite topic, but that’s where we’re supposed to draw our inspiration from for Ronovan Writes’s Sijo prompt this week. I hate how far I am from where I thought I would be at this point… and at the same time, I think maybe my younger self was naïve. Not to mention, no one expected all the craziness of the past few years!

Married with 3 kids by 26, being a teacher,
Maybe even a published author — that obviously
Did not happen according to plan from hopeful 12-year-old Me.

I might write a second one.

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It’s June, and here’s some Joy

Here we are in June, whether we like it or not. One thing I always like at the beginning of a new month is the Last on the Card link-up! 🙃 My photo is what I brought home after work yesterday: 

I put strawberry, vanilla, and chocolate frozen custards with hot caramel sauce, Nilla Wafer crumbs, and Oreo crumbs.

As I have not posted a poem on here for a few days, I will share my Sijo for last week’s Sijo Challenge after all, since it is related to the photo. The week’s word was “excitement.”


Little children cannot wait, for their sweet and icy treat,
Which flavor of a dozen will they choose — and maybe custard too?
My heart also is filling up, witnessing their looks of joy.

My favorite thing about my job is when the kiddos come in. ❤ So cute!

Some Odd Motivation

It’s Tuesday evening, so you (might) know what that means: Sijo time! Our inspiration this week is high school, a time in my life that I actually really enjoyed — when I wasn’t struggling with crippling mental illness. 🙂 In addition, this day happens to mark 3 years since I graduated from college.

Graduated from college three years ago, I hardly know how,
High school before that — I never expected either success
Yet here I sit writing, a fountain which refuses to quit.


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You all know by now that I am unendingly enthusiastic about writing. I also can’t get enough of cute baby animals, especially ducklings! Figured I’d share a picture from today. A friend rescued me and took me to go see them. ❤️ A world with ducklings in it isn’t all bad.

Seen earlier today. Don’t you love them? 🥰

You Only Die Once

A sijo for Ronovan Writes’ current challenge, about rebirth or change, also incorporating the idea of perfection from last week.

Reincarnation: Living a life here on Earth, even human,
Over and over, until one’s soul reaches perfection —
Doesn’t that sound like a particularly special Hell?

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I Once Witnessed the Birth of a Butterfly

This new butterfly has the grace, of a drunk ballerina:
Suddenly finding wings attached to its back, fragile unfolding,
Twenty minutes of struggling – then comes the moment of flight

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For Ronovan Writes’s Sijo challenge this week (as you can tell from the picture 🙂 ). This poem is not about our little chrysalis that has inspired 3+ poems already, but it’s based on the memory from a year or 2 ago of actually witnessing the beautiful “birth” of a butterfly — a butterfly butterfly-ing for the first time. ❤ Wasn’t going to share this tonight, but why not?


At the last minute, a Sijo for the weekly challenge at Ronovan Writes. I’m glad to have finally been hit with some inspiration!

Keep a guard over my lips, that I might not say too much.
Set a guard over my heart, to save it for a worthy one.
But never to stay silent long, never to harden my heart.

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Another Sijo poem for this week.

The leaves are dying, but they let go of the trees gloriously.
Whispers of snow coax them; the leaves leap into the unknown, knowing
They need not return to the Spring, to what they used to be.

frost trees
Photo by Krivec Ales on