art, poetry

Yoga Dreams

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

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Literally Posed

Tree Pose literal
standing poised from her great strength
she left the class stunned

One With Tree

capturing the stance
pin leaves balanced for shadows
nothing would dare fall

Core Goals

core issues resolved
now she had to find a way
to find her balance

IWH Haiku/Senryu Challenge

Disclaimer: this is not the true tree pose of yoga 😉

This is moreso the Tree Pose:

 

poetry

Ripping the Soul

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
crash foam ocean rocks
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Ripping the Soul

ripping apart the nucleus of love
tearing at the riptide of shame
pressing into the soul
oozing from the pain
seeping into the decaying brain
cells are left with no release
but to grow less and fester more
such is the diseased brain
such is the life with loss
there’s shame where there should not be shame
there’s blame where there should not be blame
there’s hate where there should not be hate
so much else dies with the loss
so much else goes with the pain of decay
so much leaves
so much goes away
never to come back
taking the time to release these pains
taking the time to allow healing
taking the time to promote growth
renews the soul

poetry, Short Fiction, short story

Perhaps – Six Sentence Story

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
low angle photo of woman wearing off shoulder top
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a double acrostic

Perhaps

Although it was a pleasant setting, Elaine’s nerves were waiting for a mishap.

Taking a deep breath, Barbara fumbled with her purse strap and made a wish.

Making her decision about an assistant was hard for Jasmine, causing a headache.

Oddly, as Elaine was waiting for her interview, a call came from her doctor.

She stated, “We used the wrong patient’s information when we went to diagnose.

Stepping into the waiting room, Jasmine saw both women huddled, in an atmosphere of caring, Barbara’s arm around Elaine; Jasmine spoke, “Ladies, I hope this works to your understanding that I will need two assistants and you two are the only applicants for the job, when can you start?”

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This is a continuation from last week’s Six Sentence Story, “Struggle.” I just couldn’t let these ladies end things the way it was.

This is in response to this weeks Six Sentence Story:

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: ATMOSPHERE

Go check out Six Sentence Story to get the hook up and join in!!