Arrive hurt, Be safe, At peace Morphing manure into the wellspring of life The post is written in response to Six word story prompt. *photo saved from the thesoulsearchersite.wordpress.com
The trail alluringly undulates for miles approaching the widespread rocky terrain. The purple heather field sluggishly crouches around the valley and girdles towering hills and precipitous cliffs. With golden sky bespattered with soft feathery clouds, the valley gleams like a cristal in the daylight. The grand and magnificent panorama of the valley is only augmentedContinue reading “heather valley”
once again a beautiful thought caught my eyes and stayed like an earworm once again a mighty beauteous word took my breath away a subtle nudge, a quick glance a wordless wisdom saved me once again The post goes to Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt ‘Mighty’. Thank you for the beautiful prompt Eugenia. *Picture saved fromContinue reading “philocalist”
A hushed morning, with winter slowly maturing, melting into buttery sunshine. The storm brewing for two days now, though seemingly feeble, has receded. Cool breeze doesn’t prickle face and limbs any longer. Wispy sheets of silver snow neatly settled on the surface of the lake thaws. Woods alongside the lake, crawling with butterflies and birdsContinue reading “silver”
Thunder rumbled across the heavens, lightning flickered on and off behind the window. A heavy overcast sky with inky stormy clouds boiled and seethed. I ambled to the door and pushed ajar to peer outside. Huddles of sheep and cattle milled about the meadows that sat astride the hills. Tawny dogs were baying at closeContinue reading “rain”
There was an instant eerieness about this fort when I stumbled across few snaps of it published in a local mag that set my teeth on the edge and without delay I planned to pay a visit to this place as I had a penchant for doing research on unusual places and finally I amContinue reading “the trip”
As damask slowly creeps over the horizon heralding that the light always subsists. Leaves grow greener and birds hop about on tree bough chirping their cheery notes. Every morn the spirit of the world renewed. faintest trace of darksinks into oblivionmirthful renewal This haiku goes to Eugenia’s weekly prompt ‘renewal‘.
Drops of dew glintedThe sun glanced off the treesSweet morning hymnsRoses waved with fragrant breezeCrooning songs of gratitude This Tanka goes to Frank Tassone’s #Haikai Challenge #139 (5/17/20): fragrant breeze (kunpuu) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga weekly . Thanks, Eugenia and Jazzytower for sharing a beautiful Tanka and inspiring me! ❤️ 🌸