
meadow breeze
sings familiar tune
and the wilds
bloom slowly
through the waves of summer warmth
this heart too…blossoms

Falling stars,
Plunge into night sky,
Rapid fire.
Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Challenge #358 – Plunge and Rapid

Paradise comes to us in many forms Mine came as a morning bliss Knocking bad dreams away The sun kissed my eyes softly to open Stunned by the display in sky I'm lost in a deep awe A paradise moment is lost in words It’s a language of feelings Tuck 'em well in your heart
Poem is written in KIMO, which is an Israeli form of syllabic poetry, written in 3 lines with 10/7/6 syllable counts. Kimo poems often focus on a static image, a single moment in which there is no movement. Along with its brief nature, this makes it an excellent form to reflect on or celebrate a particular instance. There is no rules on rhyme or certain amount of stanza in Kimo. I just happened to write mine above in 3 stanzas.
Eugi’s Weekly Prompt Challenge May 6, 2021 – with Paradise as a prompt

It just happens that red and white are the colors of Indonesian flag, so here are haikus from my perspective to answer this prompt challenge of Red and White.
(I)
To the red and white
I bestow my allegiance
no doubt ’til the end
(II)
I hear it calling
red and white in my bloodstream
its pulse – awakening
Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge no. 365 – Red and White

They come out in the spring need very little care it’s part of their nature self-reliant In fact they ask for none might even grow unplanned somewhat ubiquitous wild in nature You may think they’re aloof or perhaps unfriendly but on the contrary they give out warmth They have one specialty draw smiles out of humans just by looking at them joy is their traits They’re radiant in nature their impact's vivacious playful is their language brighten our days

My choice of flower is Daisy. The poem is written in Abhanga.
Tanka Tuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge #223 – Theme prompt. The prompt this time is:
“Pick a Flower” and using one of the syllabic forms we use, tell us why it is special to you.“
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 29

(I)
horizon’s betting
all eyes not to skip the sight
or endless regret
(II)
with luck we will meet
once in a life time sunset —
leave prints in our mind
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 27

Restless, she’s looking at the view below. “They’ve changed,” she sighs, wondering what’ll happen next.
But she already knows.

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

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.

(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
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