a nursing home blue the call came at uncalled-for time waking in sweat nightmare? you bet no, a distant loved one's quest to rise from the stone-cold tiles after a fall no one recall how and when and why no one manages care from thousands of ocean miles beyond we come we dare dear one … Continue reading a nursing home blue and a poem
A Face in the Crowd Wordless Just the way I see you sometimes Effortless Nothing less Always more
a Path of riches for the year 2017. VOICE Know this: my God will also fill every need you have according to His glorious riches in Jesus the Anointed, our Liberating King. (Philippians 4:19)
Rare Yes, you are rare. In my eyes. Today, I walk pass this way without expecting to see you. I am just walking and not looking. I am busy because I am going somewhere. This pathway and roadside are just things I happen to walk by from one spot to another spot. My destination is … Continue reading am i not rare? a sidewalk flower asks
a fine day unfolds meeting green friends light refreshed petal parasols ~~~~~~~~~~~~Nature often brings pleasant surprises. A casual walk under the sun may bring you to another world. Like this picture. We are taken to a tour at the dam to see fishermen fishing and making of fish paste. But the other side of the dam is … Continue reading “Voilà, Lo, there it is, see here!” a haiku (and a prose)
He never knew how she had turned out this true blue another art show
posterized flowers captured before he wavers more than mere hello
Hard to say goodbye Picture speaks a thousand words pinning on your heart
flowers tell story pieces of shapes and colors formation of life
There's no life story too hard to share sad to bare to soft gentle soul
Months of battling had not deterred her to live defeating her storm
She speaks life daily sparks spurs stirs vivifies hearts transforms city face
Her dawn door opens refreshed speaking life and hope "Come in, friend, come in." ~~~ Note the tiny ant visitor.
Burning with passion firing up optimism another good day! ~~~~~ Scarlett O'Hara is the name of the main character in the book and movie Gone with the Wind.
No circumstances paradigms boxes can hush the birthing of love
Every day you show quiet repose trusting hope gracing famined ground
I have never known How glorious sun-basked you are Until I behold
Concealed yet revealed Two codes of creation one Cannot be fathomed ~~~~~ Amazing show of the symbols of male and female in this tiny blue flower.
Daily she dresses Adorned perfected afresh For celestial groom
Rummaging memories Tears of multicolor found This one from printemps Ruby red wine lips Mid Summer night Shakespeare dream Avon here she came Wandering blue star Captured royal purple heart Perfect divine match Calm serene in peace Clear translucent pure sublime Heavenly at rest
Isaiah 53:4-5 New King James Version (NKJV) 4 Surely He has borne our griefs And carried our sorrows; Yet we esteemed Him stricken, Smitten by God, and afflicted. 5 But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; The chastisement for our peace was upon Him, And by His stripes we … Continue reading Passion
~~little things~~ Every day reveals Love joy peace patience kindness Goodness gentleness
--farewell flowers haiku-- pin this on your heart Wordless tearless one last hug Farewell love farewell
--Haiku for blue birds -- blue birds flock at night Knocking gently tender shell Come fly with me love .
~'nature's beholding'~ (3 haiku) night naught may placate conceal compose conciliate satire vacillates ~~~~~~~~~~~~ waking and seeing day's eyes flaming into mine "behold, good writing!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~ the words came at dawn affirming refreshed assured perfecting my lawn.
~a haiku on strawberry ice-cream' (in real life - a cactus!) seeking to quench thirst finding this divine flavor strawberry ice-cream.
~ a haiku for being royal (day one)~ no pigmentation cast dye paint stain tint or wash erases day one. ______________Read together with the next haiku with explanatory notes: https://freemindconfession.wordpress.com/2014/10/26/travellers-mirror-reflects-a-haiku-on-day-one-with-notes/
~a welcome bouquet~ you are flying home across ocean end to end welcome love welcome.
~a perfect haiku~ sometimes I forget you have come such a long way to taste imperfect
~when the border merges~ I never knew you a leaf or a flower new until the shell bursts
~hidden beauty~ beginning proclaim this first bloom demure portrait a hidden beauty
~haiku for first love~ Decision at hand I love you I love you not flower sweet or poem? Petals rare and few herewith leaves instead to count love me or not love Ten thousands petals cannot measure you my love tear drops endless nights
MY HAIKU a thing of beauty my joy forever my joy may you never fade. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ _____________my haiku link: https://freemindconfession.wordpress.com/?s=haiku
~baby and mother purple~ (a haiku for real flowers) the real does matter baby and mama purple daily painting life.
~velveteen flower on a coffee table~ (two haiku) Haiku one: nothing else matters when you continue to glance once or twice a day. Haiku two: when the real dries up counter flower takes over do I really care?
~rain flowers haiku~ The rain came at night reinvigorates revives jubilant new life
~tenacious love haiku~ precarious flower suspends over weathered zinc tenacious lover
~flower of thorns haiku~ a strange sign of time flowers blooming amidst thorns hopeful faith assured. _________________________ The wilderness and the wasteland shall be glad for them, And the desert shall rejoice and blossom as the rose; (Isaiah 35:1)
~porcelain looking flowers haiku~ sneak snap of this gem porcelain looking flower "yes I'm real, you know."
~ an ode to a grey city red rose ~ after the rain, turning your upright back to face the sky firmly you reaffirm the gracious Providence in His might to continue to shine His countenance and sustain with dew and air every creature created since the beginning to last until the end meanwhile you … Continue reading traveler’s mirror musing: an ode to a grey city red rose
the purple of rain quenches gently parched heartstring woken thanks and praise each petal speaks hush listen to the heavenly sublime divine bliss declare the beauty of the Creator of love in the beginning
~pink flower haiku~ fresh blush from dewy morning, drips honey sweet smile you have made my day
~ May Orchid haiku~ Purple, white orchids May bloom saved from famine birds Sun kissed dew hugged bliss
Mirror The musing of the jilted mirror continues: I am placed now at where I should not be amidst the flowers and the bees I watch the blue sky from the high rise crevice and brave the fickle onslaught of the off-season menace of strong winds and storms that I dread to see but most of … Continue reading reflection of the jilted mirror: musing on a flower is not a flower
Has my love changed over the ages ? Here are flowers and leaves turning pages Every flower and every leaf speaks ten thousands times, the language of love: I love you, je t'aime, 我爱你！ ````````````````````````````````````````` ~ a haiku for February love ~ the ages cannot count the flowers and the leaves: je t'aime, 爱, and love.