My Abhanga is in praise of a new day and is inspired by the video below. The song by Imogen Heap, Xizi She Knows is in praise of the dawn and shows a city waking to a new day. The old man doing Ti Chi at the beginning and the older lady who throws her arms wide and screams her greeting to the dawn, (just before the shot of people throwing leaves off of a bridge) and the man with the gold flag are the shots that truly lift my soul.The whole video is a joyful greeting to the day.
In praise of the New Day.
We greet the new morning Full of bright new promise Energy slow release A brand new day.
Time stands frozen and still A city wakes, eyes wide Roads are filled, rivers plied Worship the sun
Collars turned to the cold Hats and gloves combat chills Birds fill the air with trills Covered in frost.
Another chance to breathe God give us a new day And a push on our way Praise be, thank you.
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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28 thoughts on “#TankaTuesday 2/8/22 #Poetry Challenge No. 260, #SpecificForm: Abhanga”
This is beautiful, Willow. I used to wake our daughter with the expression, “it’s a brand new day.” Not that it was always well received.
Thank you Dan, I guess as she got older the greeting became less cool 💜💜
That’s lovely 🙂
Thank you Jemima 💜
Willow, Glad to see your sunshine and poetry. This is lovely. ❤️
Thank you Colleen , small steps and happy thoughts 💜
That’s right. You control your thoughts and positivity. Choose to be happy every day. Do something that makes you feel good… like write poetry. ❤
Yes , you are so right Colleen and I am trying really hard to find happiness and health 💜
You will, Willow. It’s all in you. ❤
Thank you 💜
I’m soooo not a morning person! But your poem almost makes me want to be, lols. A lovely piece, Willow 💕🙂
Thank you so much I am not always but some days it’s just glorious 😌😌
This is beautiful!
Thank you Sis .. and Immie too💜💜
An excellent poem, Willow.
Thank you Robbie 💜
Your sense of wonder, awe, gratitude really shines in your poem Willow. It’s like a prayer in itself – a gentle psalm, gift back … to the divine and the world, upon wakening. Great translation of your feelings and energy here. 🙂
Thank you so much for seeing all that in my poem , that is exactly what I was hoping to display here. The joy of a new day. I admit I do not always feel like that but each day is what we make it 💜
The devotion in your poem is beautiful, Willow. Loved it! 🙂
Thank you Yvette 💜
How delightful, Willow! I’m glad to see you writing again. Are you feeling better?
Thank you Eugenia I am getting there 💜
Beautiful words to greet the day, Willow!
Thank you D.L. a prayer to the dawn 💜
Positive notes of inspiration!
That ‘s what we need to get on each day of our life.
Yes indeed we do 😊