
It was a stormy year in many ways. Yes, I wrote ‘was’ in past tense. The year 2016 was mostly over and 10 hours to go for the next. Just only nature seem to go its way.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Resilient by The Daily Post.
capturing in prose

It was a stormy year in many ways. Yes, I wrote ‘was’ in past tense. The year 2016 was mostly over and 10 hours to go for the next. Just only nature seem to go its way.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Resilient by The Daily Post.

Perhaps it’s a bit strange to start with a summer memory but – needless to say it’s because I live on the northern hemisphere and it’s winter now – I would like to share the top picture which looks somewhat story telling for me. A place of pray is always interesting and in awe. The year 2017 in Japan will began at the midnight prayers as usual in tradition.
Following a path through the woods,
An ardent desire has gone back to your heart.
Quickening the steps involuntarily,
You just remember an empty cart.
It is the time to look back to the path you have been.
because you have mostly caught the goal to be seen.
As you know my native language is not English but Japanese. This year I have tried to write haiku or shot poems in English with unfamiliar words for me. I hope it went well.
母語は日本語だが、今年はなるべく普段は使わない単語を含んだ短い詩を書くよう試してきた。少しでもうまくいったのなら良いのだが。
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Path by The Daily Post.
with eager anticipation,
looking out of smudged window,
anxiety over imagination.
The picture was taken newly after I posted similar one. I felt someone gazing vacantly at the sea but with anticipation. It was just a scuttle – rounded window – of an old ocean liner but must have a story.
Instead of answering to the question “what are you waiting for”, I’d like to say what I’m looking for; it’s a creative imagination required for writing a story.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Anticipation by The Daily Post.