of life in its many forms.
There is a luminous space between hopeful and hopeless, where hope still resides. The place of stillness, neither active or passive. A place where we observe beyond, gather and consolidate. Where we let things come...and go without expectations or anticipation. A place where light and darkness do not matter; their presence merely a balancing phenomenon.… Continue reading Luminous space
Time in time. Breath ever lasting. Time ceases. When I am feeling the pressure of time, I allow time to meditate on time. I watch time flows in my will and out of my will, once again a reminder of my presence in time. Significant and insignificant. Essential and not. © 2021 FlorenceT Copyright… Continue reading A meditation
As the clock ticks, Illusion of time, fast, slow, empty, not enough, slip through these fingers. The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #346. This week's prompt words are slip and time. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out his weekly challenge published every Monday - it comes… Continue reading Time flows #haiku 346
Been a while since I've written a haiku, more than a little rusty! She curls by my side A gentle soul, only trust, As fears paw her heart. The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #335. This week's prompt words are curl and paw. If you are interested in participating, go to… Continue reading fear/trust #haiku
For your contemplation... one who came as i became older the one who kept out of sight, the one who hid in dreams— she came again. her face was flush, as before. her fingers were long and thin, and she lay in my arms as always— calm and unmoving. between us there is only silence.… Continue reading one who came – a poem by kim sowol
Those rain clouds, the sheltering spring canopy, and delightful colours blossoming. I see through these lens, a view with grey filter. ~ FlorenceT © 2020 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
A windy wintry day, somewhat unexpected three weeks into spring. I woke to the tinkling sound of wind chimes which hang on the front porch and sunlight peeping through the dark curtains. Looking out, everything beyond my window is silhouetted against the sun, and there it was - the Japanese maple tree transplanted to its… Continue reading Truth will emerge
I'm feeling human, again... after a long while. Time for some wistful contemplation, Foibles, yours and mine, Ours theirs; daily struggles. My dears, who is right? The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #320. This week's prompt words are day and flaw. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out… Continue reading Who is right? #haiku 320 #dance
A little creativity... and I like the prompt word. Funny how some words just beckon 🙂 Prompt word 'stay' for the 'a' line, as supplied by Ronovan Write's weekly prompt. What 'a' line? Check this out here. Self-assured undeterred they stay their way, looking for that future when the sun sets; hope she nurtures in… Continue reading She knows
Beautiful words to ponder... A place in the heart The One Who is at Play Everywhere said: There is a place in the heart where everything meets. Go there if you want to find me. Mind, senses, soul, eternity, all are there. Are you there? Enter the welcoming vastness of the heart. Give yourself… Continue reading A place in the heart
It's been a while, and compelled to write a poem today. 🙂 Prompt word 'wind' for the 'b' line, as supplied by Ronovan Write's weekly prompt. What 'b' line? Check this out here. Time runs away, or so they say, run child, you must run like the wind; chase your dreams, don’t stop till… Continue reading Breathe in deep
For the weekend, read or listen... let the words seep into you. Hokusai says, by Roger Keyes Hokusai says look carefully. He says pay attention, notice. He says keep looking, stay curious. He says there is no end to seeing He says look forward to getting old. He says keep changing, you just get… Continue reading Hokusai says… let life live through you
Hold this lightly as we meet each other... a modern translation of a 14th century poem by Sufi poet, Hafiz. Admit something: Everyone you see, you say to them “Love Me” Of course you do not do this out loud, otherwise someone would call the cops. Still, though, think about this, this great pull… Continue reading Admit something – a poem
There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet; There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and drop a question on your plate; Time for you and time for me, And… Continue reading There will be time
It's a feeling kind of weekend. Open I declare, love is sacred, paramount, for those near and far; winds of storm, rain pelts fear may dominate, let not love be a limit. The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #307. This week's prompt words are open and close. If you are interested in… Continue reading it’s love #haiku 307
Enjoying the decima poem. 🙂 Prompt word 'eye' for the 'b' line, as supplied by Ronovan Write's weekly prompt. What 'b' line? Check this out here. In the clouds, what shapes do you see? A hand waves, beckoning goodbye Soft lines, curves seducing the eye Waiting for rain to reach the sea; Autumn foliage,… Continue reading Watching, a decima poem
She cried again. Over the time that had passed. Of the years she lost to her duties. Of the years she abandoned for fear. Sorrow etched her brow. She can only feel the tightening in her chest. She can only hear echoes of how she used to be. Submerged in this grief she cannot… Continue reading Will she smile?
Two haiku with different feels... gentle drizzle, hurt refreshing rain, drenching storm pain, enduring flood. and a slight to my name I endure but it repeats, might just blow my top. The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #304. This week's prompt words are might and slight. If you are interested in participating,… Continue reading Duo #Haiku 304
I came upon this poem and Kim Sowol, an early 20th century Korean poet while watching a Korean drama series on Netflix. Intrigued by the feel of the poem, I searched and found this 2007 translation. I have now discovered another poet to read 🙂 Enjoy! O name broken in pieces! O name dispersed… Continue reading Invocation by Kim Sowol
Time finally permits me to try my hand at a decima poem. Prompt word 'Mad' supplied by Ronovan Write's weekly challenge. If only I wasn’t so mad, Perhaps I can see some real sense, Perhaps I can show gentle grace, And not make threats that seem so bad; But I am beyond care, and… Continue reading So mad, a decima poem
