to be weight
less, sparkling colors
or air, caught
ungrounded and threaded with
My post for Day 15 of NaPoWriMo–better late than never I guess (wordpress has not been cooperative this morning either)–is inspired by Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above. I went off the edge of the page for my response.
Question the dragon
swimming in air waves. Enter
sky light from inside
out. No two travelers meet
with similar seas.
I consulted the Collage Box Oracle this week for Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.
Clouds are always a rich source of imagery.
The dragon jumped out at me right away.
And the Stairway to Heaven, too. It makes me wonder, for sure.
all those illusions
and just be
the deep blue
sea, the force of green earth, the
This collage koan was inspired by the dVerse prompt to respond to the wonderful art of Catrin Welz-Stein, above. I did my collage and poem before I looked on her website for the title of the art: “Free Your Mind”. Perfect.
I did this in two parts. First, the background, above (without words).
Then the top piece. I put them together and added the words.
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What a wonderful prompt! Thanks Lillian and Catrin!
When I was young I tried to order my life around. I thought if I played by the rules, everything would work out. But the rules wouldn’t play back. Once I gave in to the inevitability of life’s whims, what was happening to me became a lot more interesting. Not easier. Never smooth. But sometimes I found wonder and enchantment. And even sometimes grace. I just needed to leave a space without expectations to be filled.
I walk through valleys
behind a path that opens–
my cup overflows.
I know, there’s a lot going on here. Frank at dVerse asked us to consider in haibun an occasion when we were pleasantly surprised. It was difficult for me to focus on that idea because every day I’m surprised (albeit some days more pleasantly than others). The haibun explains why.
I was also working on a collage for the painting Jane Dougherty challenged us with, above, by Hugo Simberg. It doesn’t have much pleasantness about it, and my collage also looked somewhat apocalyptic to me. But the Collage Box Oracle had its own ideas about the images. And, somehow, it fits.
made of light
Does chaos reflect
the meaning of
The Inner Cosmology?–
on the unexpected.
…and, well, you know…owls.
Play. With words. Images. From images. (and words). Juxtaposition. Borrowing. The sound of silence. The dancing of music and time. Nonsense. (and sensibility). Geometry. Story, myth, oracle, dream. Serendipity. What is the question? (no answers, please). Thank you.
Sometimes in winter–
summer might as well be spring–
autumn in New York.
dVerse wants to know the “why” of our poetic style. In a haibun.
Yes, the birdlings are back.
I found this junk mail art bird when I was looking for something else…I’m not sure if “understated” is the species name or just a passing commentary. At any rate, I felt it deserved a limerick.
Striped feathers of patterned delight–
this fowl presents quite a sight.
Festooned with mixed colors,
it hoots and it hollers
from morning to noon and then night.
Jill, this one’s for you!
Jane Dougherty posted a challenge (via Jerennazuto at itsallaboutnothingg) for a story about lost wings. I’ve been working on a series of postcard fiction responses to Paul Klee’s angels, and this one seemed to fit the prompt well.
Behind every door,
like a bird on fire,
she was gone–
into the light’s
The work of Klee’s I referenced here is titled “Angel in the Making”.