Midwinter light breaks
monotony of grey – tree
dances in glimmer.
(For Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt: glimmer. Image from personal collection.)
Midwinter light breaks
monotony of grey – tree
dances in glimmer.
(For Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt: glimmer. Image from personal collection.)
My heart is a brook,
joyous as a child’s song,
memories like moss
warm my wintry verges –
luminescence from within.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku challenge:Â brook/ moss; and Eugi’s weekly prompt: luminescent.)
Winter breath catches
shine a light to guide me home –
darkness unsettles.
(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: air/ lantern. Â Image from personal collection)
Contrasts, life presents –
focus on the light,
I tell myself,
eyes wandering to dark corners
been up against too many brick walls
to harbour simplicity in faith,
besides, darkness holds the light
we inevitably all follow.
(Image from personal collection.)
Nine months of incubation –
dark, watery womb of life –
emerge to blinding brightness,
learn to covet the light –
yet our soul struggles, defies
ego’s hold on certainty –
fights against conformity,
draws us back to the tomb –
deep into the mysteries,
where discomforted, challenged
we grow accustomed to the dark.
(For Reena’s Exploration challenge, which this week asks us to end our work with: “We grow accustomed to the dark.” Â Image from personal collection.)
The sky donned a mask today –
clouds contriving a hoax –
like a great, feathered beast
emerging from the heavens,
bearing down on me –
Silly, this trepidation, this
superstitious sentimentality –
both clouds and I know
this is only illusion – sun
still rules the skies…
(Willow Poetry poses the weekly challenge: Â What Do You See? Â based on the featured image.)