Lake Whatcom on Sunday: there are still gold leaves on the trees, showing in the evergreens and white snow.
For the Daily Prompt: faint.
Lake Whatcom on Sunday: there are still gold leaves on the trees, showing in the evergreens and white snow.
For the Daily Prompt: faint.
I received an email yesterday that I have two poems accepted into a collection, the QU Poetry book.
Happy!
I took the photograph from the train, probably in North Dakota, three years ago. Today our weather is nearly freezing, might snow, clouded and wet….
For Wordless Wednesday.
For the Daily Prompt: ghoulish.
I took this in 2012 in the Ape Caves at Mount St. Helen’s. The Ape Cave is a lava tube. When Mount St. Helen’s erupted, lava flowed hot. As the outside cools, the inside continues to flow, leaving a cave. The cave is 2.4 miles long and we are instructed to bring 2 or three light sources and back up batteries: because if lights are out, it is truly black as pitch inside. We all turned our lights out together, and stood in the darkness.
For the Daily Prompt: orange.
This is also taken on the Poulsbo Photowalk: http://worldwidephotowalk.com/walk/poulsbo-art-walk/.
I know it’s October, but fall and orange make me think of my sister’s poem: September is hers. Here: https://everything2.com/title/September+is+hers. I miss my sister, cancer took her further away at 49.
For Thursday Doors.
And she was unsympathetic
That doctor
That immigrant doctor
I heard she told a patient
“You’re too fat.”
This was whispered
In accents of pleased shocked horror
She came to dinner
That unsympathetic doctor
Southeast asian
Told a little of her story
To my wide eyed children
When she was 10
They were boat people
Escapees
Refugees
Pirates caught them
Real pirates
“They weren’t so bad,” she said
“We were about to die from lack
of food and water
Though we heard other stories
that were very bad.”
My daughter could imagine the boat.
She moved to my lap.
The pirates were too real.
Perhaps plenty is not always taken
for granted
And sympathy is a matter of degree.
previously posted on everything2.com in 2009 and here too, though I have not figured out how to find it….
for the Daily Prompt: enlighten.
Luminous night of the soul: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0OaRZrdoTQ0
Black turnstones, I think.
walk daily
without earbuds
without phone
without bluetooth
in the wild
walk daily
without family
without friends
without lovers
in the wild
no wild
you say
oh, the wild is here
there
everywhere
find a tree
find a park
find a path
dirt
ground
earth
walk daily
without earbuds
without phone
without bluetooth
in the wild
walk daily
without family
without friends
without lovers
in the wild
walk slowly
slow
each
step
in the park
in the trees
on the path
listen
to the trees
to the grasses
to the ocean
to the lake
to the desert
look up
at the birds
look down
at the insect
at the woolybear
at the mouse
walk daily
without earbuds
without phone
without bluetooth
reconnect
dirt
ground
earth
sky
fire
water
wood
walk daily
reality
connect
I wrote the poem this morning before the daily prompt: enlighten.
I am not enlightening you. I am enlightening ME. I need the touch of the dirt, the earth, grounding, daily.
Blessings. And this is playing:Β https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u-wt7pRxWuw&index=12&list=RDTH5rqOjYAiM
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