Weekly #Tanka #Poetry #Prompt Challenge – Week 56 – Awake & Sleep
Serenity flows between shores of conscious thought. Creation’s river. Neither awake nor asleep, I am eternal oneness. ©Joelle LeGendre
Tag Archive: spirituality
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A #haiku #photo, poems and replies
POEMS: I’m not doing NaPoWriMo this year. Too much is going on in my brain that isn’t poetry. Maybe next year. REPLIES: Today, I’m going to be lazy and bore you with a… Continue reading
Insomnia’s 4am haiku-like substance
Flesh never knows where the spirit goes or perceives what the spirits sees <_><_><_><_><_><_><_> This morning at 4am, those words formed a song in my head, the song became a round. After looking… Continue reading
An eye for puns?
I want a new outlook, one that sees past my own needs. NOT self-gratification, the god of me-first. {wait for it} ->->->-> {wait for it} ->->->-> Yes, I want an eye for an I. … Continue reading
Storming out the Write
Hello…anyone out there? Anyone? Very funny. You know I’m always in your mind. I love typing in the dark, where nothing hurts the mind’s eye. Why am I having dreams about being in… Continue reading
Seeing the light at the end of the funnel
When I don’t know where else to turn, when I don’t know what to do, I sit in the dark and type at God, or maybe the universe and quite possibly myself. As… Continue reading
Direction
Somewhere surrounded by a clear night sky a lost humanity asks, -> “Please God, point to us the way.” . Everywhere The answer glimmers filling unwelcoming minds <- with a discarded, ancient truth, “If you… Continue reading
Conversations of Odd
God, or whatever you are, I’m back in the dark again, trying to understand the workings of my soul. Or maybe it’s just that I keep feeling like I’m forgetting something. Like your… Continue reading
Ignoring the memo
Surprising things one finds on Facebook (courtesy of a fabulous in-law). Do you think, perhaps, that humanity has missed (or ignored) the spiritual memo?
Conquering fear
Well God, or love, or kindness, or just another part of me that’s too ornery to die, if the goal of living this delusion called life is to overcome my fear I’m doing… Continue reading