These past few months have been a meditation of sorts - on the meaning of life not on the grand scale but on the minutiae of everyday living, mine; and on the impact this life has on those around me. We live in relationship to each other after all, whether we acknowledge it or not. … Continue reading A meditation
We did not lose ourselves because in each moment we were creating ourselves. Decades of life… every moment, every decision a reflection of that moment. With hindsight, we seek to tell of a past with reference to the past previous to that. We held a vision of ourselves in a previous past, and so that … Continue reading We did not lose ourselves.
When he still needs me Not to be his crutch, his protector Neither craving attention nor adulation; But a witness to his life - a celebrant of his success, another within his fold; His solid ground, his secure net. Ah, the joy lighting his face to know he belongs, that he is loved A vision … Continue reading When he still needs me
Are you the new person drawn toward me? To begin with, take warning, I am surely far different from what you suppose; Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal? Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover? Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloy’d satisfaction? … Continue reading Are you the new person drawn toward me?
Note to self: pay attention to the road. But the random thoughts... Driving along, and noticing council workers “trimming” flora that lined the side of the roads. “Trimming” in this instance was in fact a savage cutting down to create a straight short edge ensuring little or none impeded the thoroughfare of pedestrians and vehicles. … Continue reading Artificial interventions
Many of you know I am enthralled by David Whyte's poetry. As is its nature, poetry touches differently upon each of us and in different moments. I read this poetry many times before. "Stone" by David Whyte The face in the stone is a mirror looking into you. You have gazed into the … Continue reading A mirror looking into you
This haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #205. This week's prompt words are tyrant and hope. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out his weekly challenge published every Monday - it comes with "how-to" if you are new to writing haiku. Challenge yourself! 🙂 tyrannical you quiet words like rain … Continue reading Words like rain #Haiku 205
Another year, and I notice a difference. No lingering doubt, no attending sorrow of what the day represented. Reclaiming gratitude for this day, as it was meant to be. Liberating. Acceptance of the passing years as I stand on solid ground, looking to a beautiful future together. There is much to be happy for, and … Continue reading A birthday thought
Go to a quiet place, let the words rain on you, contemplate... Man down Let it be known: no man is entirely alone No man is a man all through. I’ve seen you. Shivering. Fleeting weakness. Cold rain scuffing its feet on the beaches. Young human. You. All feeling, flesh. Brine eyes. Man, but … Continue reading Man Down, a poem by Kate Tempest
I have had this on my wall for as long as I can remember, and I didn't think to share it?! You may have seen it, know it... and it is worth contemplating, again. This, is the "Holstee Manifesto". Namaste ~ FlorenceT © 2018 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral … Continue reading Manifesto for living
RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 190 with prompt words - tart, sweet I got into a conversation with a friend about Zen and death, which through a circuitous route led to writing haiku. So here's my poem on death. Tart fruit, sweet juices Life passing, bright sunsets Endings arriving. ~ FlorenceT © 2018 FlorenceT Copyright … Continue reading Death #Haiku Challenge 190 @RonovanWrites
RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 189 with prompt words - zen, noise The word "Zen" is derived from the Sanskrit word "dhyana" which means "meditation". Its root meaning is "to see, to observe, to look". As I understand it, Zen involves seeing the true nature of things, not illusion. A state of being integrated in … Continue reading Simplicity #Haiku Challenge 189 @RonovanWrites
RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 188 with prompt words - quick, slip As the slip glides down, Blood quickens, his eyes entranced A death long coming. ~ FlorenceT © 2018 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 187 with prompt words - shy, blush A day shy of spring, Blushes of beauty emerge, Journey's end begins. ~ FlorenceT © 2018 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
Ah, how many of us can say, "I did"... ~ FlorenceT © 2018 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
