it flies or stands still kind to some cruel to others always marching on
Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: Time
Waiting for No One
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Tag Archives: poetry
Water Colors
despite wet grey days keeping winter gloom at bay nature paints with rain
Daily Press weekly photo challenge: Vibrant
Lone Idioms
please stop crying wolf but if wolves are at the door keep the wolves at bay
Haiku Twenty-Two: Sunset
remember this day never to be repeated its gifts, though, remain
Escape
don’t slip up and let this chance slip through your fingers slip away with me
Weighty Lessons
Sometimes
history can weigh us down.
Remorse, regret, convenient revisions…
and at times
rage and resentment
over transgressions against
our ancestors.
Sometimes
history can lift us up.
Inspire, validate, educate…
and at times
impress upon us
the value in celebrating and learning
from our past.
Dates, names, places, events…
all factual information.
Yet history will always be
defined
by the lens through which
each one of us
perceives.
These photos were taken at the Garden of Surging Waves, a city park in Astoria, Oregon, which was built to honor and celebrate the Chinese heritage of that area. The Story Screen in these photos is an iron structure that includes the entry gate, and these large panels that tell about the hardships, struggles and contributions of some of the Chinese immigrants in Astoria as well as their descendants who remained in the area and who continue to be vital components in the fabric of the community.
Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: Weight(less)
Winter Morning Walk
dog strains at leash end plays urban Iditarod on iced concrete trails
Haiku Twenty-One: Resolute
Image
Circles and Lines
cyclical seasons geometric life patterns spurn linear time
Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Circle
Auld Lang Syne (and all that)
I’m not a big fan of strolling down memory lane, and yet the end of the year seems to oblige one to contemplate upon “times gone by.”
I don’t intend to take that auld lang stroll through my memorable moments of 2015. With my poor memory, it would be a pretty short stroll anyway. Instead, I’ll just take a quick little sprint to thank you all for sharing this year with me.
My memory lane is usually quite foggy… and often gated as well.
This inaugural year for “What Rhymes with Stanza?” has been fun, challenging and inspiring for me, and hopefully entertaining/thought-provoking/utterly mind blowing (take your pick) for you as well.
I started this blog in February of this year. The subtitle I selected, “Words at Rest; Words at Play,” pretty much sums up my intended purpose.
I like to play with words (and with my food, too, but that’s probably irrelevant at the moment). And sometimes I like to pick up my camera and give words a rest as I attempt to express myself visually.
It’s great to have a place to share my creativity, but the best part of it is when you share yourself with me, through comments on my site, through your own blogs, through mind-melding… oh, wait, that wasn’t you.
Anyway, before my sprint turns into a marathon, I will leave you with my best wishes for a safe/pleasant/wild and crazy (take your pick) New Year’s eve.
And I’ll indulge myself with a repost of my favorite “words at play” moment from 2015. Cheers!
My favorite post of 2015: “Cat Plight”
What Rhymes with Stanza? 