This is in response to Rick Daddario’s 30 DOH/Days of Haiga. Read more at
Photo taken from Morgue File and digitally altered.
Each One A Gem
This is in response to Rick Daddario’s 30 DOH/Days of Haiga. See more at
My photo digitally altered.
Rainbow Laced Muses
dreams are like the sweet smell
of ambrosia
not like
the bitter of coffee
before her
she sits by the restaurant window
staring at nothing
and seeing everything
perhaps she sees her life
without children
running about
demanding
time
time she doesn’t have and
does not have to give
for life should chord
space and quiet
life should be filled
with writing muses
laced with rainbows
filled with artist
paper
& tools for both
housed in a place
beneath
trees
sprinkled with star dust
a place with fields of
wild flowers so
she can commune
with nature
with her
soul
she is lost in her thoughts
as the restaurant
comes to life
around her
with the laughter of
children
playing
she is reminded that life
hinges on choices
of ambivalence
like her food
turning cold
it is only
new
within the essence
of the moment
© September 2017 Renee Espriu
This is in response to Jamie Dede’s Wednesday Prompt. Read more at
https://jamiededes.com/2017/09/13/hes-a-tumble-weed-a-poem-and-your-wednesday-writing-prompt. The photo below was taken from Morgue File & digitally altered.
Ready For Harvesting
This is in response to Rick Daddario’s 30 DOH/Days of Haiga at
Photo taken from Public Domain Pictures.
The Happiness of Music
Visiting family always meant surprises
anticipated from my niece then a girl
who loved everything theater and song
whose tight curly hair & bright eyes
shone like a happy beacon of light
she remembers talk of a voice teacher
& the one time both niece and sister
practiced the violin
but the one memory that dances across
the pages of her mind is the visit
to a restaurant on a clear warm night
where the happiness of the girl seemed
simply to overflow & take flight
so when they walked into the night air
she believed they had left her behind
but not very far had she gone
for the landscape had small hills there
where she stood upon the top of one
hence she raised her arms spread wide
breaking into song to make us smile
‘the hills are alive…
my sister just smiling at the big voice
that filled the night and I sighed
© August 2017 Renee Espriu
This was first published in the Jamie Dede’s August Issue of the Bezine at https://thebezine.com. The photo below was taken from the Public Domain Pictures and digitally altered.
A Kiss of Breeze
In response to Rick Daddario’s 30 DOH/Days of Haiga. Please visit his site at
https://19planets.wordpress.com/2017/09/14/haiga-2017-014-30doh-summer-breeze. The photo below was taken from the Morgue File & digitally altered.
Harp Strings
In response to Rick Daddario’s 30 DOH/Days of Haiga which you can read more of at https://19planets.wordpress.com/2017/09/13/haiga-2017-013-30doh-shadow-music.
Ocean Dreaming
This is in response to Rick Daddario’s 30 DOH/Days of Haiga which you can see at
Nostalgia of Letters
This is in response to Rick Daddario’s 30 DOH/Days of Haiga. Read more at
https://19planets.wordpress.com/2017/09/11/haiga-2017-011-30doh-mothers-hours. My own photo digitally altered.
Nana’s Happy Place
This is for Rick Daddario’s 30 DOH/Days of Haiga. Read more at
https://19planets.wordpress.com/2017/09/10/haiga-2017-010-30doh-mississippi-flood-waters-circa-1940-50-minnesota. Photo below is my daughter’s.
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