I write because I read. I read because I write.
My written words are now sweeter. My sword sharper, my soul softer. Your love made me better, braver. Aboard the Himalayan air, you trekked slowly near my heart’s chair, braving love’s daunting, unmapped lair. I felt your presence crawl nearer. With tongue with none but honesty, you brought not roses, sugary, instead rhododendrons, spicy. I… Continue reading yours (a zejel)
Shovel summer, fall whispers death. Warmer days’ done. Here comes red leaves, trees with naked sleeves. Let autumn’s kiss lull pain’s hiss, and dismiss your hate. Bliss is sweeter for the forgiver. — 03.26.2018 ©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash In response to Blogging from A to Z Challenge and NaPoWriMo 2018. Y is for… Continue reading autumn bliss (a ya-du)
Pregnant clouds crawl as the voice above growls. While the parched earth opens its mouth thirsty for rainfall, a waiting heart whispers, “wind, bring him home.” — 03.26.2018 ©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash In response to Blogging from A to Z Challenge and NaPoWriMo 2018. X is for Xiaoshi. Xiaoshi, (small poem,shi = poetry /… Continue reading parched (a xiaoshi)
Wayward, barefoot steps search the path untamed, cluttered with rocks of doubts, holes of flaws ready for blisters, scars, knowing to rise means to fall first. — 03.26.2018 ©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash In response to Blogging from A to Z Challenge and NaPoWriMo 2018. W is for Wayra. The Wayra (Quechua - wind ) is… Continue reading barefoot (a wayra)
Know the meaning of brave, break. Learn the meaning of love, lose. Swallow your unsaid words, breathe. Think death is coming soon, live. — 03.26.2018 ©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash In response to Blogging from A to Z Challenge and NaPoWriMo 2018. V is for Vakh. Vakh (Sanskrit - "speech" interpreted by some as "verse… Continue reading verbs (a vakh)
To the girl in sequined long dress exuding grace with innocence, your future is anyone’s guess. Oh, time can reveal what it is. To the lady with red sharp nails wearing your faux sensual, thin veil, your young age allows you to fail, our fate will be better than this. To the woman clothed in… Continue reading metamorphosis (an utendi)
Brain is the forest dappled, with foliage of thoughts, puzzled. Each nerve struck a dried twig breaks leaking rash words without brakes. Heart is the sea uncharted, with no fences yet guarded. Each thump opens more chambers only for brave wanderers. — 03.26.2018 ©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash In response to Blogging from… Continue reading dappled (a tanaga)
Little fireflies lit the moon-void evening aching for twinkling star's warm loving. Night-shift crickets sing their choral lullaby for all souls silently sinking. — 03.26.2018 ©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash In response to Blogging from A to Z Challenge and NaPoWriMo 2018. S is for Sedoka. Sedoka, (旋頭歌 whirling head poem) is in many ways… Continue reading fireflies and crickets (a sedoka)
Spread your wings and fly high until you can scan the sun’s freckles sparkle beyond its bits of flaws and faults. — 03.26.2018 ©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash In response to Blogging from A to Z Challenge and NaPoWriMo 2018. R is for Raay. The Raay or Rai is a forerunner of the Kloang and… Continue reading freckled sun (a raay)
Like rain in the middle of one hot summer I was surprised with your sudden arrival. Before I could pray, you’re sent as the answer, a blessing for my gasping heart’s survival. — 03.23.2018 ©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash In response to Blogging from A to Z Challenge and NaPoWriMo 2018. P is for… Continue reading survival (a pantun)
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