Liberation

To be free or not to be free, that is the question. Prior to finding that freedom, perhaps liberation is at hand ...

sunrise
blushes the haze into the blue
yesterday's ashes
swallowed
into calm sea

Godgal - tanka
And new painting, "Ciel libere en Mer"
(Liberated sky to Sea)

Breath of Heaven

A blank page
flies out the window
the air I breathe
filled with birdsong
and what is to come

caught the page, fold it
and placed it in my pocket
I join the air choir
summer sunset
written on the clouds transfixed

rain
on the forecast
can't wait
for the sound of your voice
as you step onto the front porch

all that is
breathes the same air
I breathe
all in all always
a love song

Godgal - tanka series
and my painting, "L'Etang au Crepuscule" (dusk on the pond)

Cradle of Tomorrow

How does the Autumn season move you?

Autumn inspires me much
therefore I pick up my brush
and color bright
life
in celebration

unshuttable
all that falls to their death
cradle of tomorrow

Godgal - Senryu
and latest painting, Autumn abstract vision, "Le Berceau de demain" (Cradle of Tomorrow)

Check out my Facebook page, "Au Recueil de Tresor"

Out of the Box

Out of the box

At some point in life, one must choose. The first step is half the journey for it takes a leap of faith. If you look for me inside closed doors, i,e, inside a box, you will not find me though I once was there.

door ajar

a sunbeam lights

an empty chair

The awesome mystery of transformation when light enters the scene; and when night enters, then too, illumination comes through dreams and visions it gives one.

what I could not know

leaving behind the comfort

of shadows

a leap of faith begins the day when one takes a step outside the box, charged with a vision and a strategy to work it through, enlightenment, a compass and a map.

open heart

against the wind

my shadow follows

Godgal

                                                 "L'Illumination"                 "Baie en pleine lune"

PS: This style of writing comes from the Japanese style "haibun".

A haibun begins with prose. This prose could be composed of current events, something observed, or a recount similar to that of writing a diary. A haibun ends or has breaks that are haiku (2 concrete images that juxtapose with each other, suggestion much more without conclusion) or tanka (which can be described as short a love song expressed through images from the natural world based on personal experiences).

To learn more about "haibun", check out the following link

Brew of Mystique

My affinity with poetry, which began for me in the year 2006, resulted in the publishing of a book in 2013, titled "In Search of the Divine" Book 1: Awakening. Being connected to a lot of poets worldwide, has led me to appreciate the Oriental approach to writing, specifically the Japanese genre of writing, which I was fortunate to study with expert writer, Michael Dylan Welch (www.graceguts.com), Michael Smeer (https://www.facebook.com/MyHaikuPond). Here to share with you, one of my latest work in a series of tanka, one of the earliest form of Japanese poetry. 

brew of mystique 
mist afloat right above ground
pearl tears
upon grasses, and moss
have formed, all mixed 

with the scent of earth
roaming the placid waters
of a creek
that mirrors the birch trees
there for countless years

sparse now, their leaves
of gold and copper
and the sun appears
with a rare brilliance that dances
upon treetops

and here we lie
you and I at last
mist afire
over our bed of grass
your arms round me so tight

lapping water
and the rhythm of all that jazz
matching our heartbeats
as we lift to another realm
through this brew of mystique

Godgal © 11.07.18