by Natalia Iwanyckyj
Window in the sky
makes me wonder:
What’s beyond?

Walking the same paths and sitting in the same spots rewards the soul. I love seeing new places, exploring and discovering things for the first time. But there is a richness, a sweetness, a deep satisfaction in revisiting, reflecting, reconnecting.
Do you have a magical place that feeds your soul? I’d love to hear about it.
Writer's Life
by Natalia Iwanyckyj
I’m sitting on the dock of the lake, experiencing time. Enjoying the present. Feeling my world expand.
This timespace is a treasure. As is every time and space. But sometimes, it is hard to feel the gift of the moment. Perspective helps. Silence helps. Nature helps. So when possible, I give myself these gifts.
Whenever and wherever from you’re reading this, I hope you’ll share your treasure of the moment in the comments. Thank you for sharing this timespace with me.

Writer's Life
by Natalia Iwanyckyj
Nature Magic heals. Flower Magic inspires. Beauty soothes my soul.
I am feeling grateful for my happy place. For time to walk. And time to sit. For cygnets and water lilies and red-winged blackbirds. For birds chirping and insects buzzing. For the sweet smell of the air.
Life is good.

Short Stories & Poems Writer's Life
by Natalia Iwanyckyj
I love quiet time. Time to listen to the wisdom of the world. My Sunday morning awareness follows. P

Writer's Life
by Natalia Iwanyckyj

I wasn’t sure if “annihilation” was the word I needed at the end, so I checked its meaning. In addition to the common meaning, there’s this:
Physics.
Also called pair annihilation. the process in which a particle and antiparticle unite, annihilate each other, and produce one or more photons.

Natalia Erehnah Short Stories & Poems
by Natalia Iwanyckyj

Open sleep-shut eyes
Unplug lie-glued ears
Behold Rainbow Life
the miracle tone
always
rings inside
Short Stories & Poems
by Natalia Iwanyckyj
muddled yearning
ever turning
fire in my bowl
stir it
feed it
don't impede it
burning makes me whole

Priestess of the Fire Tribe by Martin Bridge
Short Stories & Poems
by Natalia Iwanyckyj
Four
furious
fabulous
fantastical
years I am astir.
Awakened by wonder.
Blown, cleaved, shattered asunder.
Creeping. Crawling. Leaping. Soaring.
Traversing, in dazed bewilderment,
Eternal Entirety’s longest bridge.
Beams break. Decks collapse beneath my feet.
Dumped. Swung in circles. I retreat.
No place to hide in transit.
Flailed. Flayed. Foresaken.
Impetus for Life
pulses, surges
purifies
pushes
on.

Natalia Erehnah Short Stories & Poems
by Natalia Iwanyckyj
Foolish foibled fantasy
Encouraging lie
Faulty persuasion
masquerading as comfort
does not absolve wickedness
Natalia Erehnah Short Stories & Poems
by Natalia Iwanyckyj
Sing me a flower.
Unleash fount of creation.
Revive half-dead hope.

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #106 Sing&Flower – ronovanwrites https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2016/07/18/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-106-singflower/
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