of life in its many forms.
Looking to 2023, here's a poem to remind us of all that is still possible. No, it’s still possible to feel that springis in the air, to intuit these daysas pilgrim days: that these are morningsfor setting out and setting off,early hours when new storieshave already begun, morningsto understand that you are now livingfully in… Continue reading still possible
For you who needed to hear this, read it out loud. Sometimes, in the midst of every difficult and everyday awkward way you try to make your onward day, sometimes sitting down at the edge of everything that has made you too tired to take another step there's that caught sight, now here, now gone… Continue reading The Gleam by David Whyte
Heavy clouds release Parched earth soaks, the heart drenches Rain falls unceasing Lily pad glistens Dragonfly dances, delight Rain falls unceasing ~ FlorenceT © 2022 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over this work.
If little excites your spirit If none shows your eyes beauty If no one touches your heart If nothing brings your soul peace If nought bridges the void If all is meaningless What then...? From where will you come? ~ FlorenceT © 2021 FlorenceT Copyright reserved. The author asserts her moral and legal rights over… Continue reading If then
She stays silent, her voice soft, untested drowned by clamoring thoughts, She keeps numb, swallowing her desires, never spoken for who would heed? Flashes of light and thunder declares, look at me, but like rain clouds that pass everyday, no one misses her coming and going. She bides her time for one day she could… Continue reading Silence
I came upon poet, Yun Dong-Ju (1917-1945), while researching another. Born in China, he lived during a turbulent time in Korean history spending his life in China, then Korea and Japan. He died at 27 years old in a Japanese prison. All of his works were published posthumously. This is his poem from "Sky, Wind,… Continue reading Wishing not to have – a poem
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
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
There you are Thriving yet again, When you’ve been ripped Transplanted to another world, You’ve stayed silent But only for a while. Not content merely to live In the wind and rain You’ve danced merrily Wherever you are As if to say Watch me rise! There you are. ~ FlorenceT © 2020 FlorenceT Copyright reserved.… Continue reading There you are
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
This poem by Korean poet, Jeong Hyeonjong <정현종> appears in his 2009 anthology, Island <섬>. A Visitor <방문객> To have a visitor is indeed a matter of gravity. For he brings with him his past present plus his future. Brings with him his whole life. Brings with him his heart vulnerable as can be as… Continue reading A Visitor, poem by Jeong Hyeonjong
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
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
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
One faith is bondage. Two are free. In the trust of old love, cultivation shows a dark graceful wilderness at its heart. Wild in that wilderness, we roam the distances of our faith, safe beyond the bounds of what we know. O love, open. Show me my country. Take me home. ~ Wendell Berry, "A… Continue reading A homecoming
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