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Today, my best friend and I have kidnapped each other.
We’re going to spend the whole day doing whatever we want to do.
Our phones are on silent.
We haven’t told anyone what time we’ll be home.
We haven’t even decided where we’ll go.
We’re winging that part.
We might visit somewhere new.
We might go on an adventure.
But we did both bring a book, just in case.
Welcome back to my weekly challenge. It’s time to get your creative juices on again!
So tell me, how would you interpret this image above?
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- Create a standard three line, 5/7/5 syllable count haiku/senryu
- Deadline to submit for this week’s challenge will be 11:59pm 7/13/19
- Up to 3 pieces permitted
- Link your piece to this “IWH Haiku/Senryu Challenge” on your post
- Always give photo credit if there is one
- Complete entry form below
Above all else, have fun and be creative with this! 🙂
Last week’s challenge brought out a focus on Mother Earth. Wow! Did the contributor’s deliver! Go check them out. 🙂
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Image: a cartoon by the much loved cartoonist Michael Leunig!
Those Fertile Lies
If your vegetable garden languishes
and manure brings no results,
just give them a little evening news
and there’ll be bumper crops,
all those fertile lies,
and invented anxieties
with smiling invitations
to more episodes of the same,
a soap-opera of nitrogenous value,
stay tuned for another
Oh, wait, there’s breaking wind,
even the mushrooms gave us
shade last summer.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
vulnerability is my power
hoping to show you
lost in search of realization
inspired by what I cannot see
I wish you more
more than I can give
I’m empty no more
now that you’re gone
wanting to sing my heart
but I keep losing my place
littered in the mess that’s been made
is salt from yesterday’s tears
music has not tripped the words
has me listening
again and again
I beg to be understood,
To feel the comfort of compassion,
To tune us into unison.
I cry to be seen,
To feel my heart meet my eyes,
To hear your beats match mine.
I explain myself like reaching out,
To feel us hold hands,
To surrender our souls,
There is a heaviness in thoughts
That accumulates in time
Holding on to anything
Learn to let go!
What can you let go then?
How about anger and vengence
Grudges and resentment
Remorse and bitterness.
Each time you let any of these go
You breathe a sigh of relief
For you make space for life.
To lighten your self again.
You can create your own ease of being
To dare and dream once more.
Without doubts and restraints
To pull you back.
Then let go of irrational fears
That keep you down.
As you detach and let go
Of things that weigh you down.
You begin to express with all your heart.
You will realize the dreams
That matter most to you.
Let go of the unneeded things.
Let go of the unwanted fear.
Let go of stressors that threaten your health.
Choose to be well…
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Arborists say the absolute best time to plant a sapling is ten years ago. The second-best option is to transplant one today. Since I can’t time travel, I need to buy a tree, grab a spade and dig. The tree’s species is less important than taking action. My shovel might be borrowed, but a backhoe isn’t required. Use what you have at your disposal. Digging a pit is not an exact science. What is a perfect hole? Does it matter?
We become embroiled in perfection, caught in the trap of possessing the best tools, the latest gadgets, and glitzy gizmos, thinking they are necessary. I am a perfectionist, an expert at compiling lists of reasons rationalizing my procrastination. Instead, I commit to completing an important task and focus on the steps required to finish.
What will you complete today?
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer