Love In Tanka – Haiku

Prompt:
Pick an emotion and create from there. Any form or media is appropriate.

Gratitude:
Love has a way, and I am pliant.
Photoshop.
Infranview.
My being able to do this each day.
Pens that write beautifully, even when I make mistakes.

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Busy

The cat is Goobi, Alex’s cat, who has returned here after about three weeks lost.

Alex has introduced me to the Amazon Original show called The Expanse. I enjoy watching it with him. He chose to stay a few more days, which I love.

There were several hours spent in copy editing today.

Prompt:
Take a photo, or write a scene that under some circumstances is common, but in an instant, is very special.

Gratitude Today
Proofing the magazine.
Seeing my poem on one of the pages.
Having Alex here.
Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream.
Rotisserie Chicken.

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Nothing lasts forever
But the things we do with love,
Those are never erased
And they are reason enough
To stay in the fight for life
Until the very end.

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Enlist Bliss

What we never guess,
What we always hope to be,
Is reality
In a space and time believed –
Breathed by creativity.

Heart, mind, soul, spirit,
Joined within us together
With the greatest love,
We are the dauntless elements –
Whom God created for good.

Walking the sunshine
Feeling all that is clear, fair,
Like Heaven compares.

Prompt:
Above there are tanka and a haiku. You know what to do. Write some for yourself and to share.

Gratitude Today:
I had an adequate amount of sleep.
I drank less soda.
Alex and I had SeaBreeze for lunch.
My phone came back after resetting itself a few times.
Life is, and I thank Jesus for it.

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Yawning Into View

Those are big teeth you have and such a large mouth, my dear Wookie,

The photo I got was not the one I anticipated, but children and dogs tend to make their poses.

Are we not all beset by the desire to change, grow, move? One place is serving us, but it taxes our fortitude as well. Fear falls over us as we confront the unknown, but we must go.

We are the heroes of our stories, and the hero’s tale is a journey. Even when remaining in a particular locale, we journey farther into unknown territory. Age, career, health, home, interests, possessions, pursuits, relationships, and more may be our challenging highways.

Standing still is an impossibility because life will move us, if not immediately, indirectly. We hope that all the knowledge amassed in other times, toils, and trials will equip us for success.

Faith, hope, and love shore us up and allow us to attempt the impossible. The impossible is our goal; it just takes a bit of time.

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Doggie Dreams

It was a day
To
Rebound from being
In lockdown,
A day
Maybe
To run far and fast
Away,
Hope thought so
Anyway.
As she walked out
The door she leapt
Forward
Pulling against restraints
Of her leash thinking
Perhaps this once her human
Would let go,
Praying doggie prayers
For freedom though
She knew nowhere else,
She
Would rather be.
It did not work,
It never did,
Hope had tried
A thousand times
Before.
So, she prayed for treats,
Toys and petting from
Her human
And tossed her tail
In the breeze
Like
The beauty she
Was convinced
She was made to be.

A light tribute to my sweet Hope baby.