A journey’s ending,
sadness tugging yet so is
thrill…unwittingly
Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge #355 – SAD and thrill
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 26
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Meaning of Peace
Tiptoeing ‘round the house at its most quiet, everyone asleep during those lonely hours, should have been peaceful, yet it stirred emptiness I have gnawing fears too like everyone else, getting older, the future, to name a few, cramped thoughts that could cripple giving no freedom What does peace mean to me has transformed with age, lately it has been accepting weaknesses, one day make peace with them no longer a foe
This poem follows the Double Ennead form of poetry. Ennead means 9, so Double Ennead here means double 9 or 99. Here’s an explanation below from Saddle Up Saloon: Colleen’s Double Ennead Challenge No.3 and while there, try the challenge too. The challenge is up for one month. For this month’s challenge, make the Double Ennead a rhymed poem. Mine above was an attempt of ababx, but still a bit choppy I think.
The Double Ennead comprises five lines with a syllable count of 6/5/11/6/5, (33 SYLLABLES per stanza) 3 STANZAS EACH = 99 SYLLABLES, NO MORE, NO LESS! Punctuation and rhyme schemes are optional and up to the poet.
Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge April 20, 2021 from Go Dog Go Cafe: Write a poem on what Peace means to you
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 25
On Childhood
Kids blowing off steam,
brush aside sweat for more dares—
precious time of life
#2021picoftheweek – April 25 with the theme “Why Not?”
MMA Storytime’s Haiku a Day Challenge – Sweat
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 24
The Crying Moon
Restless, she’s looking at the view below. “They’ve changed,” she sighs, wondering what’ll happen next.
But she already knows.
The Dance Between Truth And Fantasy
We come across many folk in life
each person has a soul and owner
but then these owners don't always converse
bunch of lonely souls trying hard to survive
These pitiful souls do lead a life
looking tough always on the face outside
but walk with knife stuck in their chest
and wear their pride like the batman's vest
I was once told a well-known dance
it moves between the truth and fantasy
when joining the dance please do it correctly
or be lost forever in that delusional land
A person’s mind is a precious thing
a massive layer of joy and agony
in time the mind will have to decide
to stay in dance or bid goodbye
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 23
Hope After a Destruction
In celebration of the Thursday Tree Love, I picked this picture that I took 2 years ago during my trip to the city of Banda Aceh, located on the northern tip of the Sumatra Island in Indonesia. I don’t expect anyone to recognize the name Banda Aceh or the province of Aceh, but perhaps some people remember. This city became the attention of the whole world in December 2004 when the biggest tsunami that happened during this modern world hit Aceh. I underlined modern world because history has recorded bigger tsunamis previously but none had shocked the world the way tsunami 2004 did, thanks to the modern technology.
If you look at the vast openness beyond the tree, you can kind of see the open sea. It’s the Indian Ocean. It looked calm in this picture, even though it was a high tide due to the brewing storm. The tsunami came from that direction and the location where I took the picture was the first place hit.
No need to feel sorry for the tree because I know for sure this tree grew post tsunami. I know because half of Banda Aceh was gone, became flat. Thus, this tree probably got its chance to grow because of tsunami. Looking at it, it is a symbol of hope, a hope for a better future, a sign that life continues. Though I enjoyed taking pictures of the tree, the open ocean, the storm clouds, I also experienced mixed feelings of awe, sad, and a bit nervous. I imagined being there on that day and could feel the uneasiness even more. What came to the mind of people standing on this beach when seeing those big waves coming towards them?
Enough with the images of the past, I offer a haiku to remember December 2004 and the lives gone. May they continue to rest in peace.
a wrath in its path
water’s power came crushing
broke the day’s order
Never forget that live always goes on. Signs of life are around us, even when we are experiencing destruction or devastation in the form of tsunami, forest fires, earthquakes, or even pandemic, and let’s celebrate them too. To the tree of live, of hope, may you always grow stronger.
Thursday Tree Love April 23, 2011 with Parul Thakur. Please visit her blog to see more images of trees from all over the world.
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 23
Night Owl
pursue with instinct
dark silhouette framed by moon
precise and swift move
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 21. I think I’m at the lowest of my energy and passion on this 21st day. I can tell that my mind is fighting this pull towards giving up, especially when the days get very heavy and busy this week.
What is Anguish?
Sullen is the air being inhaled a wrecked land empty souls the once lush - now arid flat no promises left Moment's gone though it had its chance with eyes closed picture them fragrant of cherry blossoms cries of children's joy It's still there beating deep at night feelings of uneasy some things never moved beyond they stuck in the past
Written using #shadorma.
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 20
Tanka Tuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge #222 – Ekphrastic (photo above)
When Love Has No Form
Left behind tunes of
vain sorries mourned by no one–
when love has no form
Ronovan Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge #354 – Form and Mourn
MMA Sorytime Haiku Challenge – Tune
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 19
Sacred Space
(I)
early morning walks
fresh air opens up the soul –
sacred space haven
(II)
alone in this space
gone are the shrills of the world,
answers come to mind
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #181 – Sacred Space
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 19
Nature Whispering 
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