When I was young, I thought having a life dream is enough
Visionless, I’ve lost my way, thought I found it back, then lost again
Now I learn to trust my heart when deciding which path to take
The poem above is written following a sijo format. Sijo is the classic form of unrhymed poetry from Korea. Sijo poems have three long lines. Each line varies between 14 and 16 syllables, with the middle line the longest. The first line states a theme, the second line counters it, and the third line resolves the poem.
This time I followed the prompt from napowrimo.net to write my closing poem for this memorable month. The prompt says to write a poem in the form of a direction to get to a particular place. It could be a real, an imaginary or unreal place.
It’s been fun, NaPoWriMo. My first time trying to write every day for a month. Not an easy one, but I’m happy to say that it’s a success!
They come out in the spring
need very little care
it’s part of their nature
In fact they ask for none
might even grow unplanned
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.“
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.
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.
#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.