lean into each day
not racing to be the first
rather
in eagerness to explore
reach ever higher
not to claim more than others
rather
to stretch your understanding
take time for catnaps
restore soul and sanity
and
allow new dreams to unfold
The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Anticipation
sometimes
constructive outcomes
rely on
destructive beginnings
glass is broken
then reassembled into
new and creative forms
grass lays dormant
trees are stripped of leaves or
frozen in winter winds
only to reawaken in spring
for new and vibrant growth
structures are gutted
rendered useless
until labor and skill restore them
to even greater
utility and beauty
we are tested
in times of turmoil
beaten down and disillusioned, but
we won’t be broken
we won’t lie dormant
we won’t allow our strengths to
be rendered useless
we are creative
we are vibrant
we are useful
and beautiful
we’ll move ahead
constructively
because that is how
we grow
The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: New Horizon
“[S]how us something that you want to achieve [in the New Year]… imagine your new horizons.”For me, I hope the new year brings more creative opportunities in working with stained glass, landscaping my yard and do-it-yourself projects in my home. And I hope to continue to grow and find new ways of using my strengths to contribute in building a better world.
rigid glass window
changing moods of daylight dance
heedless of its pane
The Daily Post Discover Challenge: One, Two, Three!
flame mirrored in wax softens dark, long evenings holds vigil with me
The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: It’s Not This Time of Year Without…
when I wring my hands they lose their ability to reach out and help
the sixth stage of grief acceptance may bring comfort “What’s next?” leads to hope
“On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.”
~ H. L. Mencken (1880-1956)
As yet I cannot comprehend
the ills that have been ordained,
nor how they came to be,
nor how anyone justifies these creeds.
As yet I cannot see a way
to fight these ills that threaten me,
that threaten us,
and our children
and their children,
and this innocent Earth
with the bounty she so selflessly shares
while we systematically poison her.
As yet I cannot rightly communicate
my utter, utter dismay.
So for today
as I struggle to comprehend,
as I struggle for words,
as I struggle to fathom a response,
I will honor my speechlessness
and I will weep.
ONE
osprey standing proud
wind-ruffled feathers
sharp beak, sharp talons
sharp eyes watch for prey
owning this river
TWO
most call you a weed
I see a flower
most would destroy you
I pick your seed head
make a wish and blow
THREE
I wish I could feel
the stories you’ve lived
touch your rough ridges
ascertain your truths
splinters withstanding
FOUR
february lull
deserted branches
streets stripped of traffic
evergreen signals
drive us into spring
FIVE
skating on thin ice
isn’t as dire as
it’s cracked up to be
if the ice holds, it’s
icing on the cake
The Daily Post Discover Challenge: Numbers
last defiant leaf clings to summer memories falls prey to autumn
rooted in chaos ordered with complexity nature’s enigma
The Daily Press Weekly photo challenge:
Chaos
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