I haven’t always been so true, No one knows this more than you. When your child was abused too, I said, “This is what you should do.” “You should definitely speak out!” My words becoming a shout. You should’ve given me a clout And said, “Go sort yourself out.” For yet, and all the while, I(…)
Writing | Poetry | Haiku
Today is Thursday March 20th, the first, official day of spring! The buds start to peak through; crocuses, forget-me-nots, blossoming cherry trees herald the awakening of a new day. Spring has sprung and we can set aside winter wear, listen to some Mamba and dance in the yard. Soon, we’ll see now vegetation and floral life everywhere. Are you excited? What are your plans?
“When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that’s amore.” Dean Martin Haiku: That’s Amore Dean Martin – That’s Amore (1956) Love… that’s amore It strikes at unusual times In strangest places “Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.” H. Jackson Brown, Jr. Haiku: That’s Amore Life… that’s amore We wait(…)
“The deepest craving of human nature is the need to be appreciated. ” William James I Believe: A Haiku I believe we need A love touch … appreciation Like the morning sun He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has.” Epictetus(…)
What are the Golden Years? Have you ever wondered where the term Golden Years originated from? The blockqoute above tells us. However, when I think of Golden Years, I imagine being bathed in light as I lollygag on a private beach. After years of serving our fellow men and women, the fortunate amongst us might get a golden watch or parachute – a way to retire in style
If you believe in the blessings and meaning of threes, then you probably consider it a magical number that holds enormous power and yet brings harmony and good fortune to all. When I think of Three, the Holy Trinity and the triangular shape of the Ancient Egyptian pyramids come to mind.
My haiku is not a description of my experience but more a remembrance for those who have not had a chance to enjoy the love and safety of a home. Our homes are meant to be places of love and safety but sometimes, they become places of pain and suffering. If you grew up in a joyful home, be grateful for the blessing
Ever have an experience that felt surreal, as though you’d been suddenly transported into the twilight zone, where time seemed to warp, perhaps slowing down or speeding up? Tell us all about it. If you haven’t had an experience in real life that you can draw from, write a fictional account of a surreal experience.
“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.” Eleanor Roosevelt Haiku: Dreams Are Made Of This… Cherry Trees Dreams are made of this… Sweet, glorious, pink tree blooms Each a wish come true Dreams are made of this… A walk cocooned by tree hugs Bright with blessings too. “Do all(…)
“When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator.” Mahatma Gandhi Haiku: Walking on the Supermoon Walking on the moon I stop to gaze at my past All seemed lost so fast. “Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the(…)
“The only vice that cannot be forgiven is hypocrisy. The repentance of a hypocrite is itself hypocrisy.” William Hazlitt 50 Shades Of Vice: A Haiku Dante’s seven deadly vices: Pride/vanity, Envy/jealousy, Wrath/anger, Sloth/laziness, Avarice, Gluttony, LustIbn abi Dunya seven censures: Worldliness, Ire, Envy,Slander, Obscenity, Intoxicants, Instruments of pleasure The Sarvāstivāda 108 Defilements = 98 proclivities(…)
“Once you get a spice in your home, you have it forever. Women never throw out spices. The Egyptians were buried with their spices. I know which one I’m taking with me when I go.” Erma Bombeck In the kitchen Chilli Capsicum My Hot Kitchen Spice They call you Habanero My sweet Capsicum Where’s my(…)
“We cannot let another person into our hearts or minds unless we empty ourselves. We can truly listen to him or truly hear her only out of emptiness.” M. Scott Peck Contemplating a fort with point arches – the Tunnel of Emptiness Apathy found me… A tunnel of emptiness Dank … bereft of love Śūnyatā(…)
The thing that I’ve always liked about Halloween is that it temporarily demystifies evil, giving us permission to laugh at, and perhaps even celebrate, the dark side of everything. The common bat with its leathery wings, hyper-flapping against the tranquility of twilight, becomes a prop for hauntings and mayhem as we mimic devils, zombies, and(…)
Art And Poetry Wait !! Before we get to that I just wanted to announce that I am beginning a new series of posts on a Thursday which are a look at the artist’s journey. namely mine. Some posts will be quite short, others longer, as I share with you my current works, challenges and(…)
It’s Wednesday it must be time for Friday Fictioneers. The photo this week is courtesy of AnElephanCant - (an elephant obviously can) and we Fictioneers are following the yellow jersey of our tour leader Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Join us and meet new and interesting writers from all over the globe, we have fun but be warned, it is very addictive(…)