open your eyes, see how the world undresses: a quadrille

(revolving earth undresses, each season unravels) spring, peeler of silent blue winter, blush in pastel young blooms, will then succumb to laughing rays of golden sun, salted seas curdle to scarlet red as autumn conquers the rusting lawns, (revolving earth undresses, each season unravels) — 02.25.2020 ©2019 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash […]

thank you winter, for letting the spring in: a haibun

When I was young there was this Koreanovela titled Winter Sonata, a part of a series titled Endless Love. I was nine or maybe 10, innocent and clueless, but that was my first encounter with you— season of snowflakes and magic. It has been more or less three decades and you remain a dream to […]

snowdrops and broken hearts: a monorhyme*

Pluck one, and then two, hold those tears, though true, “He loves you not.” Chew perished juice— his rue. Pluck three, four, five. Phew. Let him go. Adieu. Enough of flower’s woo, your chapter is through. Spit the seed ‘side you. Beside your window’s view, sink yesterday’s blue, water with hope’s brew. Wait for spring’s […]

f e r o c i o u s

Surrender to the ferocious waves of life’s twists and turns. Learn to paddle in calm and chaos, for the sea won’t get any kinder, you have to be a better swimmer. — 07.15.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash In response to dVerse Open Link Night!

Lost Lavender

Forgive me, my creator but I feel you are a traitor, for painting me with friendly color and gifting me with healing odor, but letting me be a protector of a poisonous aggressor. In this human court judging me physically, my defense is my fragrant grace, and my pale petals’ serenity, yet the prosecution argues […]

Book Quotes: Rain in the Mountains

Rain in the Mountains: Notes from the Himalayas by Ruskin Bond       Rating: ❤❤❤❤❤ As I remember that this blog is A Reading Writer, and as I want to fuel my reading pace again, I’ll start to post quotations and wise words I loved from my recent reads, starting with Rain in the Mountains by India’s […]

s a n c t u a r y

Clothed pair of soles dressed in faux leather top and synthetic rubber pants, clanking, clanking, against the cobbled, sometimes cemented concrete jungle paths, dreams to be bare and naked against the foliage of the fallen petals of Autumn trees, ready and brave to be pricked with the crisp and thin sun-dried twigs, for the slave […]

P a s s a g e

The fading light, this old day done, the endless sea swallows yet another sun. As moon rises high over waters calm – calling out stars hiding in the velvet night’s arms – morning’s close by with a brand new dawn. — 01.18.2017 F.T. Ledrew x R. C. Gonzales (Thank you for the second collab, Thomas! […]

when rain reigns

while i try to rein on my stubborn and elusive sense of worth, the rain reigns against the sun rays with its freed droplets of crystals kissing the waiting, parched earth. may i find the purpose of my birth, with the petrichor’s coming mirth. — 09.14.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo by Liv Bruce on Unsplash In response to Quadrille #40 by whimsygizmo and […]

mummed magic

the scarlet leaf of the almost bare autumn tree, s  l  o  w  l  y , ever s  l  o  w  l  y , f a l l i n g from its home twig to its grave earth. the crystal snowflake of the heavy, winter cloud g e n t l y , ever […]