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Even with this solid sheeting of rain we’ve been experiencing these last few days, I’ve got a big ‘ole smile on my face! 🙂
Not only have I reached a milestone which I’m very proud of but I received confirmation that another one of my pieces will publish in June. When it’s official, I will repost here. At the end of this month, I’ve been invited to do a reading. Egads so much to be thankful for today!!
Thank you to all the followers for your continued support, your kind and thoughtful comments and participation with me here in the WordPress Community! You’ve welcomed me from the very start, and for that I am grateful.
Oh, and the grass is having a good day too.
but a single layer
in the foundation
Every good deed
to the next generation.
Welcome back to my weekly challenge. It’s time to get your creative juices on again!
So tell me, how would you interpret this image above?
PLEASE follow them! I’d hate to not see your piece(s) represented in the recap the following week! Confused? Any questions – email me at email@example.com
For more detailed information, read about this challenge here.
- Create a standard three line, 5/7/5 syllable count haiku/senryu
- Deadline to submit for this week’s challenge will be 12:59pm 5/11/19
- Up to 3 pieces permitted
- Link your piece to this “IWH Haiku/Senryu Challenge” on your post
- Always give photo credit if there is one
- Complete entry form below
Above all else, have fun and be creative with this! 🙂
So many wonderful submissions last week. Thank you to all who participated!
Enjoy reading them!
We’ve all questioned ourselves.
We crave it.
It’s different than having a purpose.
We need to have value in the world we inhabit.
And we want to fit in.
But do we? Are we really important enough?
How do we become important
and closely connected to our community, to ourselves?
Does it mean we’re good or just special?
Is it the amount of praise we get which tells us that?
Be well in your center, and
in the movements taken within your world.
The care of yourself you take to belong,
the decisions you make affecting you,
choose wisely –
this gives you relevance.
In the valued becoming closely connected,
what matters most is
how we love ourselves and others.
Forward or back?
One could argue going back is not a bad thing, although most would say forward is the only way. That’s progress.
Forward = Progress, Backwards = Failure
Is it really, though?
Some things might be better with progress, but it would seem to also create more to solve or resolve. Don’t you think?
We forget that some things, not all things, were actually easier just to feel content with. It didn’t require advancement. It was an acceptance of something good and held some ease for us because it was ingrained in us. That isn’t always a bad thing.
As much as I love progress and doing things better (and I really do!), I’ve also found that development introduces a new level of “work” that has to be incorporated. It actually means adjusting in a way to what is easier but then requires more effort to be “aware.” It fills your mind to the point where you’re at a maximum state of involvement. Is that really progress? For me, it just means another challenge to balance.
It’s like we are more engaged in a way but not meaningfully. So I feel like simplification is distancing us from meaning. How then is this progress a good thing?
I, for one, would like to remain genuinely invested in this world.
What about you – how do you feel about progress?
This is your game.
You created the rules.
I just follow them.
I gave up my drive,
and my autonomy
to allow you to direct me.
Decision made for a life given up.
Who chooses that? I did.
Scared to be alone,
frightened to live,
hard to find my way.
I let you.
You owned me.
You don’t care.
i wasn’t perfect
no one is
past memories sullied
fill my head
missteps were made
tears burgeon up
behind closed eyes
of remorse and regrets
the kids are grown
their lives their own
when they look back
will they tell me
surround me with comfort
why i’m feeling