Ashti Wrote Something

Did you know that sunflowers follow the sun with their faces? And in the mornings they face the east, waiting for the sunrise?

She is dangled precariously, not in in danger, not in safety though, from the summit’s ledge

The birds 🦅 always remind me of hope

Matthew 6:26

Books are stepping stones to growth

Searching for the simple mercies

Who can relate? 🙋‍♀️ Thank God it’s a long weekend here and I have one more day

Silence is more necessary than we think. It used to be a part of life and now it’s so scarce and precious

Talk is overrated

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I think I wrote this one for a but didn’t submit it- maybe I wasn’t happy with it, maybe it didn’t fit the word count, maybe I missed the due date
However, now rereading it, it’s worth a place on my
Plus winter officially started down under today so it’s a good reminder that I’m ready for the hibernation period.
I guess that means Summer is starting for others.
In Perth, everyone is freaking out about the temperature dropping into the single digits (Celsius) but I think we can cope with that.
How much does the change of season impact you?

Friday afternoons are some sort of short- lived magic, are they not

Dark chocolate every night without fail
That’s probably not a good thing, is it?

Written for mental health awareness month and the prompt ‘Wrapped in woes’
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My new audible credit arrives tonight. Suggestions?

Finish the sentence in the comments.

We run in daffodil glow of evening sun ☀️

There’s beauty everywhere when we care to notice

No to Monday

This was not how we wanted to commemorate today but we will remember

Inspired by the prompt ‘new beginnings’ from .anderson.writes and

Hope is the thing with feathers 🪶

And it makes me come alive

You paint the sky for me

Written before the rain rolled in

Too many words spoil the rhythm

Thinking of those I miss this morning, my mind wandered to the story telling I miss

What do you do we’ve you’ve been waiting on hold for an hour and a half? Write a poem about how
much you hate waiting of course.

Always keep a notebook handy

It’s amazing what the blue and green colours do and the impact of open spaces

Finding the quiet = hearing the words