Wrap-up my journey today
Really thrilling while it lasted
Alternating euphoria and depression
Prodding me to continue on
Under self imposed deadline
Posting a poem before midnight every Wednesday
Web of stories with warm and warmth
Why worry when it’s always we, not I
Wish I could fulfil all want and need
Wonder sometimes the wisdom of continuing
Weekend warriors or wimp
Wounded hearts bleeding for women’s rights
Wildfires destroying weeds and wildflowers alike
Wedding bliss marred by bulging waistlines
Within us all is an insatiable wanderlust
Wait and waiting for wind of change in this world
Wheel of fortune never translates to winning
Walk in the woods thinking of what’s wrong
Weary wife keeping wake for family well-being and welfare
Writing in the wall of perils of climate change ignored
What do we know about
Wrong or right, wise or fool
Welcome to a world where fake news make us drool
Woven fabric of humanity stretched thin
Winter of the human race may be beckoning
Warning me that it is wrap-up time for
Wonderful fifty two weeks journey to come to an end
Write Anything Wednesday
Well, that’s it, culmination of my fifty two weeks journey with the letter “W”.
While reading Wacky Wednesday to my kids, I never thought one day I will be traveling with W
Was it a whim that started this journey of posting to Write Anything Wednesday ?
When I started, I was not even sure that I will be able to complete this journey.
Whatever may be the reason, this was a fantastic journey.
Week after week, for last fifty two weeks, I had fun playing with a word starting with W
Wonderful friends I did meet during this journey, encouraging me to keep on posting.
Worthwhile it may not be, but I gained self confidence that I can stick to a goal.
Write Anything Wednesday will continue, I may drop in from time to time.
Who knows, I may write about witch hunt in Washington DC next time.
We all know all good things must come to an end one day.
Whether I like it or not, today is that day.
Wrap-up time my dear readers and a big thank you to you all.
This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-Jan-25-2017 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings
Wordpress, a phenomenon, a kaleidoscopic explosion
Opening authors to explore new horizon
Reality mixed with fiction, sentiments and emotions
Discover a treasure trove hitherto hidden
Pure delight to be shared free with all
Range of subjects for our relaxation
Enabling bloggers to exchange views across the world
Strong bonds formed with friends unknown
Simply an enjoyable fabulous gemstone
Write Anything Wednesday
It’s wrapup time. One more week to go and I am done with my yearlong journey. But before I wrap up, I must say my thanks to WordPress.
WordPress opened a window through which I peered into a world that was hidden from me before. I had no idea about blogging, did not know anything about posting a blog. Wordpress gave me a platform to express my feelings. It allowed me to explore a medium that was dormant in my heart for a long, long time. I made many friends across the seven seas, friends unseen or unheard but very near and dear to me. Their words of encouragement have kept me going on my year long journey with the letter W. Looking back over fifty one weeks, I think I must have been a fool to take my first step in this journey. But there was WordPress at every step of the journey providing me with the much needed confidence to carry on. Varieties of stories, poems, articles, the plethora of knowledge, each contributed something to this journey.
So here I am today, on the penultimate week of my journey, looking for a word that starts with W for my poem. Where can I find a better word than WordPress for week fifty one of my fifty two weeks journey with the letter W to start my poem. Hope my dear readers will agree with me.
This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-Jan-18-2017 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings
Winter days short and bitingly cold
I‘m all bundled up for a stroll
Nights frigid, warmed by crackling fire
Tightly wrapped up, cuddling and snuggling
Enjoying sweet dreams of winter wonderlands
Rested well, rejuvenated for coming spring
Write Anything Wednesday
I always loved winter. When I was growing up, the town I was born was still a small place comparatively. It still had lots of open, marshy lands all around and lots of trees. I used to look forward to winter, because winter meant no more sweaty days, lot less mosquitos and best of all, school was about to be over. I used to dream about when I could be in my bed, under the quilt with a story book in my hand and mind lost somewhere dreaming about winter wonderland. Snow was of course a distant dream.
First time I saw snow up close was when I was attending college in the midwest. It was a clear morning in March, cool and crisp. Suddenly through the windows of our third floor classroom, I saw some fluffy white stuff floating by. Somebody shouted snow. We all rushed to the windows to see. Before long, the road below was covered by the white stuff and by day’s end there was around six inches of snow on the ground. I had seen some flurries during Christmas time in Atlanta but that was not snow. It did not stick to the ground. This was the real stuff. Oh, what joy! Nirvana! That night was bitingly cold, ice had formed on the road below our department building. Like many other novice students before me, I had the misfortune to slip on black ice that night and a lingering pain on my rear end for few days to remind me of my foolishness of stepping out without looking. My love for winter definitely was not hurt by the fall.
Winter, of course has it’s bad association. Nuclear winter, political winter and what not. For me winter is a season of rest and relaxation to be rejuvenated for the coming spring. If it is winter, spring is not far behind. There is always hope. With that hope in mind, starting word for my poem for week fifty of my fifty two weeks journey with the letter W is “Winter”. Two more weeks and my journey will be complete.
This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-Jan-11-2017 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings
Wise are those not distressed by defeat
In failure stepping stones for success built
Spring will definitely follow winter
End is never till one quits
Wise ones will not digress
Instant gratification is not their goal
Sure and steady will they move
Ensuring final victory theirs to behold
Wise men keep their own counsel
Insulting others not their creed
Silent when required, secretive not
Engaged they are, withdrawn not
Wise and worldly
Ingenuous and informative
Serene and strong
Endears the wise to one and all
Write Anything Wednesday
I remember reading a poem in my childhood that extolled the virtues of going to bed early and rising early. Early to bed and early to rise; makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise. It has been a long time since I had gone to bed early though I had been getting up quite early from bed to go to college or work. Maybe that’s why I am not quite healthy, wealthy or wise.
Is it the same reason that we do not see too many wise people in modern society nowadays. Recent happenings all over the world clearly demonstrate a lack of wisdom all around us. Increase in wealth, sure. Lot many people are filthy rich in today’s world compared to bygone eras. For sure more people are healthy today compared to a century ago. But do we have more wise people?
That made me think about what are the qualities of wise people. That thinking resulted in the poem starting with the word “Wise” and that’s my post for week forty nine of my fifty two weeks journey with the letter “W”
This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-Jan-4-2017 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings
Web of lies that I spun
Entrapping people in its deadly grip
Berating my enemies to death
Web I spread far and wide
Ensnaring my victims
Bleeding then slowly till they die
Web world wide helped me spread
Empire that I could not have dreamt
By means ethical to grow full to the brim
Web so devious and bombastic
Empty with false promises trumpeted
Bewildered poor souls bamboozled
Web of mine is attracting new victims
Encircling like a vulture I survey
Bedazzled fools coming to play
Web so strong I weave
Enter at your own risk if you dare
Beware, once in, exit closed forever
Web of steel it is not
Entrapped in it one day I may
But till then time to enjoy and make hay
Write Anything Wednesday
Growing up, only web that I was aware of was spider webs. As a child, with many of my friends, I had spent endless hours destroying spider webs and was mesmerized by the constant efforts of the spiders to rebuild the destroyed webs. It fascinated me to see spider webs attracting insects to to the webs and the lightning speed that the spiders would come to kill the entrapped insects. Majority of the time, spiders were able to overpower the entrapped insects though there would be a few instances where beetles or bees would free themselves of the web and fly off. Somehow, and I am not sure if it was learnt from the elders, I always felt the spiders and their webs were helpful to us in keeping unwanted insects in control.
However, even with my best try, I could not teach that same love and respect of spiders and their webs to my daughter. Several readings of Charlotte’s Web during her infancy and while growing up did not help. She has a unhealthy fear of spiders and webs. Maybe it was a premonition of the damages that the new technological wonder of wold wide web could cause. Don’t get me wrong. Like the real web, I still have a healthy respect for www. Without it I could not have been able to connect with my readers using WP. However, I also have a dubious healthy respect to the damages being caused by this new web. The web of lies spreading at the speed of light is causing irreparable harm to the modern human society. We are being slowly entrapped in this new web and being stifled and strangled to death by the manipulating spiders.
So, in this last week of year 2016 and week forty eight of my fifty two weeks journey with the letter “W”, I dedicate the starting word of my poem to “WEB”.
Wishing all my dear readers a very joyous and prosperous NEW YEAR 2017. May we all have peace in the coming year.
This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-Dec-28-2016 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings