Written for Meeting The Bar at dVerse for the patchwork PROSE prompt hosted by Laura. I’m STILL wowed at the result and will say no more.
Stream of consciousness post. Can you help me to figure this out please. Thanks.
There exist no goodbyes, or tears between me and my sea only cosmic see-you-later: Pontic Sea, my shepherd, you guide & renew me through the tempests and help mend my existential crises.
Couldn't resist this luminous prompt at dVerse to write a Quadrille employing the word star. Won't you give it a go, too? It runs until Friday. See you inside. xo
My first (& second) American Sentence Poem. With scientific insight from the book, The Hidden Life Of Trees by Peter Wohlleben.
You can no longer see it, but you can feel it-- the child within. I hope the feeling is of a good memory. Like Christmas perhaps? Please read these ha'sonnets, and perhaps write one too. For your inner child.
It's cold. I send you warm thoughts to ward off the cold snap of winter.
The Snow Bunting arrives in Hokkaido as a winter bird, and numbers vary considerably yearly. They're normally first seen around November and stay until about the end of March. They came to my window this morning ;)
I dabbled in poetry all my life-- a half poet at best-- but never thought I'd be this deep in it: splashing around and loving it; creating imaginary gardens with breathing toads in them. Ah, Poetry!
Needing a break from my 'regular' routine, I ventured south on the one sunny day we had this week. I walked on wooden boardwalk of the harborfront park, and took pictures to share with you.
From my side of the Pacific Ocean to you on the other side-- because you matter to me. Warmth in January to help ward off the winter blues.
Here's another new word typical of the winter season: Kotatsu. Presented to you in a #Gogyohka. Check out the photo that inspired this winter-warmth #poem for January.