‘Tis The Season Of Love

Frank Solanki

‘Tis the season of love
Where nothing ever goes wrong
Where things fall into place
And I sing my favourite song
…
‘Tis the season of love
When fruits are ripe and sweet
Seeing them droop playfully
My young heart skips a beat
The flowers in full bloom
Rain their fragrance in the air
Colours so bright and cheerful
All around and everywhere
A bird sits down besides me
Begins to have a talk
Leisure is such an awful waste
So we decide to take a walk
…
‘Tis the season of love
When people are all smiles
No sign of grief or sorrow
Though I’ve walked for miles
It is not a big secret
There is only one reason
All the happiness around
Is brought by just one season
…
‘Tis the season of love
Where nothing ever goes wrong
Where things fall into place
Come, sing and walk…

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#Haiku: Hawk Moth

Charmed Chaos

flutter of wings
silhouetted by moon
hawk moth feeds

Frank J. Tassone Hakai Challenge # 124 Martha Magenta Tribute

Here is the haiku by Martha Magenta I used for inspiration for mine:

moth dust
a smudge of moon
through drifting clouds
© Martha Magenta

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Sadness

Poem – Mws R Writings

Hearts by MwsR Hearts are funnySpecial and blindThey take you for a turn on an endless ride.Hearts can feel the deepest emotionsSurrounded by a lot […]

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#Haibun: Spring

Charmed Chaos

My Garden of Wildflowers
Mesa, AZ

Winter is different here in the desert southwest. While others up north have snow and more snow, we have sunshine days with a few freezing nights to keep us humble. Last night was one of those nights.

I awaken to the garden fountain frozen and crusted with ice, yet it still labors to move the water. The birds, hungry from a long night of cold temperatures are having a feeding frenzy at the feeders. Scattered around the fountain edge are bodies of dead bees. They drink from this fountain daily, but the cold snap must have surprised them.

I’m sad for the bees, but there is life in the garden, for a garden is a constant cycle of life, death, and rebirth.

spring’s eternal hope
from tiny seeds to blossoms
wildflowers blooming

Garden Fountain
Mesa, AZ

dVerse Poets Pub: Haibun Monday- Spring

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Impatiently Waiting for Reality’s Manifestation – Daily Quote

Jo Hawk

Who is afraid of Virginia Woolf when she gives such great advice? I am relieved to discover I require only money and my room. I have undertaken a whole-house remodeling project, which includes knocking down walls, putting in structural beams, opening the floor plan, redesigning, and repurposing rooms to better fit 21st-century life. At first, we slated the workspace to go in the loft, but plans change, needs change, and the vision changed. The non-negotiable office we moved from the loft into the current living room.

My office will accommodate two floor-to-ceiling bookcases, loaded with my books, an oak library table, a printer, my favorite laptop, and a beautiful view.  It is a slow process. I split my days between making necessary decisions: flooring, tiles, wall color, area rugs, and finding time to write. This week, work is winning.

Truthfully, I can write anywhere and trust the words will flow…

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Impatiently Waiting for Reality’s Manifestation – Daily Quote

Jo Hawk

Who is afraid of Virginia Woolf when she gives such great advice? I am relieved to discover I require only money and my room. I have undertaken a whole-house remodeling project, which includes knocking down walls, putting in structural beams, opening the floor plan, redesigning, and repurposing rooms to better fit 21st-century life. At first, we slated the workspace to go in the loft, but plans change, needs change, and the vision changed. The non-negotiable office we moved from the loft into the current living room.

My office will accommodate two floor-to-ceiling bookcases, loaded with my books, an oak library table, a printer, my favorite laptop, and a beautiful view.  It is a slow process. I split my days between making necessary decisions: flooring, tiles, wall color, area rugs, and finding time to write. This week, work is winning.

Truthfully, I can write anywhere and trust the words will flow…

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The 2020 Daily Writing Challenge – February 4

Jo Hawk

Writing is like driving at night in the fog.
You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.
– E. L. Doctorow

Today is Day 35 of the 2020 Daily Writing Challenge.

Did you write yesterday? If you didn’t, what stopped you? Self-doubt can leave you feeling like a deer in the headlights, petrified, off-balance, and powerless. Instead of using your precious minutes to type even a handful of words on the page, you allow yourself to be distracted.

Perhaps you stare at a blank screen, convinced your work recounts an incoherent trip along a winding road leading you nowhere. Your vivid imagination has forsaken you, leaving you in a void of uninspired darkness. You suspect you are a fraud who will never be good enough.

Breathe. Think about the adventure you want your audience to experience, explore your plot, meet…

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FREQUENCY

Word of the Day Challenge

The Word of the Day is Frequency

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