Can today assume tomorrow? Time travels without a map, like branches reaching toward the sun.
staring into light
eyes enter mind, as presence
Seeking the hour of forever, the question lingers: is it too late or too early?
with smoke and mirrors
the gaps confuse prediction–
nothing is revealed
This may or may not be a haibun, but it was composed for Colleen’s poetry challenge this week, once again incorporating prompt words from the Secret Keeper. I was also inspired by the wonderful tree and light artistry of Sue Vincent and Claudia McGill.
skywriting black against blue
clouds and trees dancing
Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above, gave me a chance to try an idea I’ve been thinking about for awhile. A few years ago I did a cross-stitch poem on paper, and I was intrigued by the pattern that appeared on the back. This seemed the perfect opportunity to see what would happen if I tried it over some watercolor collaged together.
I think I may have overdone it with the stitching, but I can always pull some out; the holes in the paper will make a subtle and interesting pattern too. I’ll look at it for awhile and think about it.
Here’s the poem side, with part of the haiku and some patterns (I wanted to try those out as well).
sky holding deep dreams, rampant
with riotous light
Another Monet-inspired grid. Happy June!
hands now forgotten
sun and moon untraced in time
light drifting unmoored
past and future reflected
in the trembling of machines
Tanka written for Colleen’s weekly challenge. The Oracle had its own haiku commentary this morning too. Colleen’s prompt photo, below.
vast laughing awakes
old breath of eternity
unborn yet timeless
the future is exploded
time again undone
My mother loved roses. The Oracle caught my mood.
magic flower laughs
opens remembering heals
like stars aborning
sacred spirit shines
between memory and rose
flowering the soul
blue on blue–feathers
echoing sky holding sun
as wings scatter light
Blue Jay feathers are not really blue, but appear so because of the way the light reflects off of them. At least that’s what all the bird websites say…
I am on call for Federal Jury duty the next 2 weeks. Not sure what it means for getting anything done, but no electronics allowed in Federal Court–including phones–and I have to call every night to see if I need to show up the next day. I may be around, or not.
The birds have been extra-present around here this spring…I can hear them waking the day right now. Happy Draw-a-Bird Day!
translations of light–
shifted green a mirrored edge
“Work well and have gratitude to Mother Earth.”
“If we do not serve what coheres and endures, we serve what disintegrates and destroys.”
“When we speak we are afraid our words will not be heard or welcomed. But when we are silent, we are still afraid. So it is better to speak.”
— Audre Lorde