These are my brand of haiku and tanka. I always have fun with counted syllables. Sometimes, the truth will take a chunk out of you when you work with these because being constrained seems to give the mind some ease with content.
Prompt: If you feel inclined, write some haiku and tanka of your own.
Gratitude: My appointment on Monday went exceptionally well. I am reading some great books. I went to Aldi and got some food. Having my little piece of real estate on the internet. I keep trying even when I am discouraged.
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Have an excellent downhill slide to the weekend. God bless and keep you always.
I felt this topic applicable and have not posted from my journal recently, so I shared this. While doing my Creativity Project on Chronicles, I entered a handwritten piece almost daily.
I have been having difficulty with handwriting for a while. I recently discovered my vision impacted that because, on a whim, I picked up a set of reading glasses. I wear contacts that are an adequate adjustment, but close work like writing demands a bit more.
Being a bit perfectionistic, I hate to bring anything not up to my standard here.
Prompt: Do something unusual in your creative practice; share it if you dare.
One of my most challenging times of year ends within the next few days, Easter being the culmination of it, and I made it through without a major meltdown. Back on track with handwriting. I cooked from scratch the other night, and it was not all bad. Having a dishwasher. Running water.
Sometimes I wonder why I continue with this, but it is my practice. If I were not doing the Creativity Project, I would not work as hard to produce something viable every day. If you would like to follow the site, see the sidebar for three methods. Communication from you as a reader gives me some clue whether or not I am engaging you in a manner that pleases you.
I hope all of you who celebrate Easter have a blessed one. To those following other paths, may you find hope, joy, and peace in your daily realm.
Be happy, wherever you are, whatever you do today. Reach for the joy, let it invade. Remember, you are loved, no matter what your mind may say. Time is too short to waste on frowns. Look at the sky, see how wide and bright – your future is expansive and full of potential. Please take my advice, enjoy life while you are living, and do not waste a moment. Be kind, generous, and love everyone you can as a gift and a friend. The most love you gain, as you more openly spend.
I give up the chase – You win your freedom of space, My love has no place; What you choose to leave, avoid, I bury within my heart, void. Never a beggar I instead turn, walk away, Take other highways Leading wherever strangers Are willing – friends to begin. Laying out my heart For you to trample beneath Heavy stomping feet Is not my ideal party Treat, I must not stay, compete. Say fond welcome to These days you quickly bought Without my presence; Taste your fancy feast of joy My leaving is your peace, foil.