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Day 5

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seek what you need

no more

no less,

for nature

will provide for you

if you provide for her

Here are the rules for the “Five Photos Five Stories” challenge: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.
(Sporadic posting is alright if you’re unable to post each day.)

Once more I must step in to the WorldWideWeb and pluck a name for this challenge. My last time. Thus I must choose wisely…Sharon. Again…feel free to ignore my request if you will.

Related posts:

  1.  Day 1
  2.  Day 2
  3.  Day 3
  4.  Day 4

Day two…

Day two of my five photos five stories challenge.

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turbulence

without it we would never find the calm

So who to nominate?

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe…please forgive me Sonia.

Now to work on day three.

It is blowing a gale here and looks like rain so I will not feel guilty by hanging out inside with the computer one teeny tiny bit.

Here are the rules for the “Five Photos Five Stories” challenge: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.
(Sporadic posting is alright if you’re unable to post each day.)

Relevant Links:

  1. Day 1
  2. Day 3
  3. Day 4
  4. Day 5

Tui

Sue Dreamwalker is quietly encouraging me to get my feet wet again with blogging by challenging me to do the Five Photos Five Stories challenge. Which could be a good thing as it may well work. I fear I have been away too long.

Tui
Tui

a song and soul on the wing,

you and I…

the music and lyrics of a spring day

as we play I spy amongst the blossoms

Well there is number 1. It may not be a consecutive daily thing. After all I am just getting my feet a bit wet in this wonderful blogging world. I have so missed you all.

I am supposed to challenge one person each time I post.

The Rules are as follows..

Here are the rules for the “Five Photos Five Stories” challenge: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.
(Sporadic posting is alright if you’re unable to post each day.)

Please fell free to ignore my challenge if you so desire. I know how time consuming these things can be…but…today I wish to challenge the ever irrepressible Gilly. Seeing as she is such a great writer and photographer…this might be something she would consider I hope.

Relevant Links:

  1. Day 2
  2. Day 3
  3. Day 4
  4. Day 5

Small Stone

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bees drunk on warm pollen below an autumn sunrise ~ a cat yowls next door

Sonnet

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Yesterday I lay down in grasses green,
touching the footsteps of long ago todays,
silent they left trace, a guide between
exposed and hidden worlds, small inlays

under my hand a flutter spread, awake,
it seemed to call, and they came from near
and afar, protected, to undertake
no small business in their hemisphere,

but such a sham shelter they lay under,
makeshift at best, leading the false, foolish
are they, trusting in that hushed languor
my grace and goodwill they overembellish

a storm comes forth, high pitched and keening,
inside silence, mourn not their mute drowning.

A Turbulent Mind

darkness shrouds the bleached square
my mirror image like the inside curve of a wave,
dishevelled
slashes of silver, running, spiralling together, complex,
to raise the dourest of spirits
your incessant babble flies over the ground
no sound, no imprint in the earth,
I see the moon begin to rise

a city shimmers, moonbeams bouncing into the air
no tender traits, yet a softness under the night sky
dust flows upon the earth,

fog circles a clandestine realm
each face a portrait of home
keep your thoughts inside
flailing to gain silence,

before the sun rises
thoughts light the surface
gives way to its zenith,
smaller pinnacles of molten fire under my skin prickle
a deep pain

my turbulent mind bursting into the open,
crouched,
a flaming light springing luminous scarlet and gold,

spreading a dreadful screeching.
gusts of air knocking me
my rage is palpable,
I have failed you tearing at me,
I am falling,
an intense cry reaches into my heart,
slows its beating
its echo waits to claim me.

This is a ‘redactive poem’ taken from a chapter of my own work. I chose to leave out the ‘erased’ parts which many do leave in. Here below is a screenshot of what my page looked like.

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Projection

two twenty nine am,

someone else’s shadow highlights my own,

a tears slides

down

nestles in the hair that lays upon a shoulder

— a forever child it seems —

unable to catch the darkness

to bring it to the light,

an imperfect and faint mirror image

it rises and swirls

— a sinister true spirit —

lying in wait

to consume me

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Small Stone #31 January 2013

standing under false rain

she turns the grass muddy

with her spinning feet

water drops

Small Stone #30 January 2013…and a Chevvy update.

a wet nose

a paw on my chest

a sloppy lick

love expressed more eloquently than I ever could

fox terrier

Update: Chevvy’s lump is a lipoma. It is not going to be a problem hopefully. It’s a start at least.

Speaking of dogs…this video made me weep for Sonya. First from sadness, then from joy. I hope you’ll watch and maybe share and I hope Sonya will find the forever home she deserves.

Small Stone #29 January 2013

tck, tck, tck, tck, tck, tck,

a palm leaf flutters

the breeze arrives to softens the sun’s heat

palm