Syllabic transitions. Living a dream

What do you see #45 Watering beauty Arching ripples of wonder Marvels made from dreams See the miracles that bloom When man and nature combine Lost in splendours of innovation Human dreams weilding nature’s tools She watches light’s refraction Twirls beneath its spectrum Glistens in its bliss In that moment Dreams come true And hope…

Celestial Virtues #writephoto (tanka, prose and cinquain)

Twilight’s crescent moon Am I wrong to love you so To share my secrets To trust in your clairvoyance How far will optimism go The moon is a symbol of rebirth, Its cycle is true and does not falter. Am I then right, to whisper earthly dreams beneath its ethereal glow, to place hopes in…

Saved by the book. #micropoetry

Twenty word Tuesday Robbed of pleasure Clasped in isolation A sequestered soul Searching pages caressed in imagination Ecstasy within adventure Mystery, mapping relief. © judeitakali The prompt word for this week’s Twenty word Tuesday is Quarantine. Haven’t books proved invaluable this quarantine What is your favourite genre? In other news it’s FRI’YAY’! And it’s not…

Destiny’s rails. A cinquain and prose collaboration.

Aishwarya and I composed this together. It was a much needed relief to do this with her, especially given the anxiety that was tainting this week for me. The challenge of writing this together has livened my mood and I’m now bolstered to kick this anxiety. Okay, here’s the collaboration. Aishwarya wrote in plain italics…

More than just words

what do you see #43 Can you show me where your love lies, Amidst these remnants from suitors, Pasted on the canvas of my heart. Can you tell me If love were a letter, what words would you use Would you write the pleasures concealed behind your virtuous lips, Scribe those desires too shameful to…

Hesitant to love you #poetry #writephoto

I’m nervous for this week and I can’t understand why. I feel something impending and I just can’t shake that feeling. But for now I’ll keep writing each night, and try to alleviate this trepidation. Does your sixth sense go haywire too? Anyway, the ponderous thought from this week’s Saturday Symphony inspired me to write…

A Splash of Love #writephoto

He does not love, he hates, Injustice, indifference, immorality. Guilt dogs his every step. Sorrow for what has been done, And what is yet to come. The beauty around, discoloured by bitterness within. His righteous soul cries out in distress, As he blurs between the lines of love and hate If love is timeless, is…

How to love you (A tanka and a Sonnet)

Colleen’s weekly challenge . Lover’s dream Fueled by mysteries Don’t you know What I feel for you How should I love you Sweet like a morning berry dripping with dew Fragrant like cherry blossoms blooming in spring Such love and such desire, you always bring Mamacita, my soul swoons with you in view And my…