Old Playground

sky is darker now find only gripping silence your scent is nowhere this used to be our playground back when we owned the forest A response to Cee’s Black & White Challenge – Steps/Ladders in the form of ekphrastic poetry using a tanka form. The image shown in this photo belongs to the author of

Pride

Lone soul in bare night A beacon, beckoning love Pride, in world so lost Loneliness, has many faces. When finally unveiled, invokes fragility amidst pride, blocking one from admitting. My reaction in the form of haiku and gogyahka to an invoking image and challenge from Sadje’s What Do You See #69.

Getting to Know Our Thinking Pattern

Pay attention to the image below and list some words that might come to your mind triggered by the image or that you are projecting onto the image. Done? Remember, try to list some words before scrolling down. -̶̶•-̶̶•̸Ϟ•̸•̸Ϟ•̸-̶̶•-̶ -̶̶•-̶̶•̸Ϟ•̸•̸Ϟ•̸-̶̶•-̶ -̶̶•-̶̶•̸Ϟ•̸•̸Ϟ•̸-̶̶•-̶ -̶̶•-̶̶•̸Ϟ•̸•̸Ϟ•̸-̶̶•-̶   Most people will probably say words such as busy, bustling life, the

A Solemn Reflection

For my gratitude note today, I wrote down an event that happened today and I felt a tug to share it here. Towards the end of my day, I spoke to one of my students. This female student has been having a rough time for the past few months. She had had an episode of

Stillness

Picture taken from google online. I offer my self, take my view, not my water break not my stillness This haiku was originally published on January 2016 in another blog.