“The flower that blooms in adversity is the rarest and most beautiful of all.”
― Mulan
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Weekly Photo Challenge: Foreshadow
Carpe Diem: Daily Haiku 104
Carpe Diem: Daily Haiku 100
bathed in moonlight
soft cheeks pinkened from first kiss
a flower blossoms
恵
pale yellow moonbeams
gentle fingers that caress
making the earth blush
恵
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Carpe Diem: Daily Haiku 99
Our inspirational haiku from Kristjaan:
the cooing of pigeons
between blooming cherry trees –
the cool rain
My humble offering:
weeping cherry tree
spring is like a lover lost
tears fall on our heads
Carpe Diem: Daily Haiku 94
How she paints her lips
a desperate shade of red
thirsty for a kiss
恵
Scarlet lips that burn
paths of fire on fragile skin
His just for tonight
恵
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The Līgo Haībun Challenge ~ Prompt “Bouquet”
I sat in my mother’s kitchen, staring at the bouquet of flowers he sent – the vibrant multicolored mishmash taunting me. As I leaned back against my chair, I felt it.. that strong tide of déjà vu… only the sensation was neither sudden nor fleeting. It was more like being caught in a continuous uprising… Waves twirling, undulating… momentarily resting only for me to be held captive by the lingering aftermath. A wreck – that’s exactly what I am. I am every bit as damaged as he is, after his business plummeted to the ground, dragging along with it my dreams of a blissful marriage. He sought comfort in bottle after bottle of that wretched poison. And I, in his beatings. They were unwelcome at first… but later I found, it was my only means of atoning myself… a way to make amends for my uselessness… my inability to help him with his situation. Only in the brink of death do I attempt to escape… only at nights when he’d come so close to killing me that I’d come running back to my mother’s house. But even as I sat there I knew, I was trapped – ensnared in this vicious cycle of fear and pain and guilt and forgiveness. I packed my bags.
A bouquet of flowers… that’s all it takes…
220 words
His apology
A petal for every pain
Soon do they wither.
恵
written for The Līgo Haībun Challenge
Weekly Photo Challenge: Kiss
Carpe Diem: Daily Haiku 50
His rumbling laughter
Above the loud city noise
Joyful symphony.
恵
Yellow sunflowers
Lift their bright faces skyward
To sing joyful hymns.
恵
Roasting marshmallows
The fire dancing joyfully
In those little eyes.
恵
Flowers on my desk
Bursting with joyful colors
Rainbow explosion.
恵
A schedules post ^^ Word for today: Joyful