Haiku – The Cactus!

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The lonesome heart pines

lost in the barren landscape

stoic demeanor

Scorching cloudless sky

survives the parched desert heat

resilient soul

Spiked outer armor

smiles through the blistered needles

a vibrant blossom

Sanguine Spirit!

Vibrant confetti of leaves

ochre, brown and red

rustle an autumnal melody

twirl to the wispy breeze

revel under the harvest moon

spray a mist of spicy scents

delight the sensory emotions.

As Fall bids a final adieu

the fronds let go,

without any attachments

to their soul tree.

They sway in gay abandon

swirling and whirling in the finale,

before kissing the earthy bosom,

to be buried under winter’s white blanket.

The sixth tea cup…

 

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The Sunday tea meeting was a ritual, the Hashimoro family carried out without fail. The elderly couple lived by themselves in their old ancestral home. Their son, daughter in law and both the grandchildren visited them from the city, which was about an hour’s drive from there.

Every Sunday no matter what, the family never failed to be present for this evening of bonding over tea. Life went on as usual until old Mr. Hashimoro passed away.

After his death, his wife continued to live alone in the house as she had many beautiful memories attached to the place.

The following Sunday evening, with a heavy heart Mrs. Hashimoro, set the table with five tea cups, looking sadly at the sixth one in the  cupboard, missing her husband even more. She went into the kitchen to get some snacks to serve along with the tea. The plate of cookies dropped from her trembling hands as she came to the table.  The sixth tea cup was on the table….

What do you see#40

 

 

 

 

 

 

The magic phone!

In response to Kat’s twittering tale # 93, to write a tale in 280 letters or less on the picture prompt given below.

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When Sid heard of the magic phone which allowed one to speak to a dead person, he too joined the long queue of people, the only condition being, the phone rings when one touches it. Many tried in vain!

Sid picked up the ringing receiver with trembling hands.

“ Hello…..”

Letter count : 277

Celebrations – Spirit & joy

Happy anniversary Colleen. Wishing you many more. It’s always a pleasure writing for your prompts!

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Tanka:

Congratulations

time to celebrate a year

the festive spirit

haiku, tanka or haibun

poetry that brings us joy!

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Haiku:

Resilient spirit

tough challenges accomplished

the heart swells with joy!

 

In response to Colleen’s poetry challenge #52 (Anniversary special) – Spirit & Joy

 

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