My soul tethered deep into my conscience is my anchor of life. Strong and sturdy, weathering the life's storms,it has grown. Lateral branches lush with verdant emotions, lush with life sprout shading me from harsh glares. They droop down burdened with the plethora of life's emoticons. And as they touch down to meet my inner… Continue reading Rooted#Writephoto(a Haibun)
Two hearts side by side, Embalmed in a golden bliss, And now umbrageous.
A precipice steep, Overlooks a grey expanse, A hope golden shines.
Spin, New Dreams, Twine phantasms, Tendrils of hope, Iridescent hued, An ivory tower, An arcadian world glows, No longer an idyllic lair, But my eyes yearn to drink it all in, A variegated kaleidoscope.
These words are all I have now for you, You will find pieces of my soul, Each word a chapter of life, A syllabic deluge, An ardent torrent, But all unsaid Safely cached, Unsent, Dead. Many a time we want to communicate our thoughts,our feelings with those dear to us. But when we come face… Continue reading Words unsaid(a nonet)
My words are Memory and dreams Recall and Reverie are the synonyms used in the Shadorma A recall, A reverie true, Fire now doused, A lone spark, It revived the jaded soul, Cloistered wishes freed. Via: https://colleenchesebro.com/2019/04/02/colleens-2019-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-xxx-synonymsonly/
If tomorrow comes, It will be, A harbinger of things new, Ushering in an ardent hope, Unearthing a cache of hidden dreams. If tomorrow comes, It will write new stories, Etching the leaves of time, Erasing the tales of yore, That mean no more. If tomorrow comes, It will heal old wounds, Festering animosity, Now… Continue reading If tomorrow Comes
The power of pink, A cynosure so brazen, Yet love radiates. A very Happy Women's Day to all of you. A salute to the Pink Brigade.
My synonyms for Game and Trouble are Play and Tumult. I have attempted a nonet Tides The die cast on the chequered board, Rolled by Tides in the play of life, To give what is preordained, Braving the Fates tumult, You ride the tempest, To drown again, Defiant, Buoyed, Now! Via: https://colleenchesebro.com/2019/02/19/30816/
She lived in an ivory castle Walls lined pink, And sky blue. Its wide expanse, Laced with a mystical beauty. Air fragrant, It blew with melodies profound. The sun shone, A luminous white all around. She sat there happy, She lived weaving dreams, Dreams of life to unfold. She looked high and low, Searching for… Continue reading Ivory Castle