tama-dana ni kanarazu kaze no fuku to iu on the ancestors’ altar without fail a lucky wind blows © Issa Light flickers My father’s hands my son’s memory’s smile * tears cover the trail father steps into shadow son clears the path The Carpe Diem prompt is Ancestors. Without our ancestors who / whatContinue reading “Carry On #ancestors #haiku”
Ideals are like stars: you will not succeed in touching them with your hands, but like the seafaring man on the ocean desert of waters, you choose them as your guides, and following them, you reach your destiny. ~Charles Schurz This week’s shoot and quote prompt by Ese is “Touch”
Red plastic shovel held moments ago favorite blue cap on your sunshine face crooked it sat I am washed away claimed by sorrow you pulled by the riptides of life Both driven toward fate’s tomorrow you toward the sea I toward the land and I face the dawn alone embraced by the sand Uncountable areContinue reading “The little red shovel #philippines #poetry #dpchallenge”
The slightest touch a knowing smile chuckles always connected * always connected hands clasped in the darkness candle light knows * candle light knows where love’s flicker started there is no end Photography © L. Moon 2013
He grasps for my hand my hand reaches for his once we fumbled now it’s natural a dance of two swans swimming effortlessly distant stars twinkling in unison fingers that fit perfectly together
Anticipation that sense of awaiting. As Christmas looms ever near, children wait expectantly for the day. As 2012 approaches, some smile with expectancy to a wonderful year ahead.
I tried to write a poem today there was something blocking in the way * My mind was racing thoughts outpacing what I needed to say ** My fingers tried to keep the pace something just so out of place * Confusion abounds between mind and hands What’s the problem? there’s a jam ** NeedContinue reading “Traffic Jam on My Finger Tips”