100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups Week# 115

Julia’s first prompt for 2014 is, the path ahead . . . Very timely don’t you think?

Here is my entry, a lazy poem of exactly one hundred words.

Ancestral Path

The path ahead carries the imprint of the ancestors,

wide, red and littered with rocks.

 There are many diversions squeezing through tunnels

narrow tracks, and sinking sand.

The path ahead carries the footprints of my ancestors,

who crawled on their knees, jumped for joy,

and stood up for justice

on their journeys through time.

The path ahead is bleached

like the bones of the mothers,

stained with the blood of the warriors,

and flooded with the tears of the children.

The path ahead climbs through forgiveness to freedom

 meandering green to air, fresh and sustaining,

to nurture my infinite descendents.

Join in with Julia’s 100WCGU at http://jfb57.wordpress.com/2013/12/30/100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups-week-4/

Weekly Writing Challenge: Haiku Catchoo Friday

And day five, I’ve made it to the end of the challenge. To be honest I’ve really enjoyed it and I think I’m getting addicted! Here is my last attempt.

haiku 2

Future Swathe

Surrounded by vine

seat bound and tightly entwined

 overwhelming growth

You can do all five days in one if you want! http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/11/25/challenge-haiku/

 

Weekly Writing Challenge: Haiku Catchoo Wednesday

Day three of the five day Haiku challenge from Krista at the Daily Post. Here is the photo I used for inspiration.haiku5

Next Generation

Red heart full of seeds

burst spread your bounty and then

disintegrate

There’s still time to join in because you can post five days in one if you like!

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Weekly Writing Challenge: Haiku Catchoo

Krista over at The Daily Post says,

‘Your challenge, should you choose to accept it

In the words of Ray Bradbury, “Just write every day of your life…”. Your mission is to write five haikus — one for each of the five days leading up to this Friday when we will choose some entries and feature them on Freshly Pressed.

Of course, you can modify this challenge to suit your needs — you can write two haikus one day and three the next, or five all in one day, or one haiku every day from today through Friday — the choice is entirely up to you. If haikus don’t inspire you, you’re welcome to write a paragraph of prose instead. As always, the challenges are meant to be malleable so that they suit your needs.

While traditional haikus tend to focus on things found in nature — anything goes for this haiku challenge. You can write haikus about your dog, your house, your cat, your great aunt Tilly — anything that captures your muse. The object is to try a new form and put some variety into your writing projects.’

I really like this challenge. As some of you know I regularly write a Lazy Poets Haiku, Tanka or poem on Thursdays and I always use one of my own photos as inspiration. I really am a lazy poet, an undisciplined dabbler, so the Japanese short forms really appeal to me. From now until Friday I will attempt to match a haiku to a photo, here is day one.

haiku 1

Tutu’d white ladies

will you dance in the forest

glowing pas de deux

To join in or read some more polished work, http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/11/25/challenge-haiku/

Lazy Poets Thursday Poem

gate

Threshold

Gate do you lead out or enclose?

climb steps through the overgrown green

close in for winter in the underworld

hide behind bars wrought and curved

like a rusty shepherds crook

then cross the threshold to who knows where

a return to joy, trust the rock hewn pathway

a final look and then turn your back on loss

Gate do you enclose or lead out?

across the fields to the river’s torrent

stride to the estuary panorama

always wondering about  the opposite shore

 somewhere over there west of the river

 south of the channel south of land fall

and twenty degrees west joy will be found

forge ahead travel forward with purpose

to distant horizons hot and dry

wander like a gypsy-o swaying to the future

 trusting the uncertain pathway

Lazy Poets Thursday Poem

Twin Seat

Reminiscent of medieval windows

In repose against an ancient wall

Twinned seats in iron wrought

Languishing until the return of spring

To warm and settle the metal

Into a welcoming retreat

Until then you chill the cheeks

Of any brave or foolish souls

Who linger in the sleeping garden

Unblessed by loves gentle glow

Knightshayes seat