I was honored when Freya at Pure Haiku chose me to be the featured writer for the Celestial Bodies theme. It turned out to be a double blessing, as it gave me something tangible to do creatively when a member of my family became ill. He is doing well, but I’m sure most people know the drill with cancer–surgery, and then weeks of radiation and chemo, to be followed by testing and more interventions as needed.
I want to thank everyone for their good wishes, and will try to visit your blogs when I can. Nina and I both hope to be more present in the coming months.
You can find the haiku to go with the illustration above here. Thanks again Freya!
If the Devil calls,
sing powerful thoughts: a love
that composes hope.
Inscribe celestial paths,
showing the way to freedom.
For Black History Month, the Borough President’s office is hosting an exhibit of quilts by members of the New York Quilters of Color Network. Some of the quilts incorporate patterns used as codes for travelers on the Underground Railroad. Seeing the North Star pattern reminded me of the song “Follow the Drinking Gourd”–the drinking gourd being the dipper, home of Polaris, the North Star.
The Fifth Fact
By Sarah Browning
Drawing constellations in skies of dream,
landscaped as colors growing wild, extreme,
pulsing surrounding vibrations unseen,
in star-gathered moonlight, whispering beam
unconscious, unlimited, in between
Continuing my recent star theme…I actually did this awhile ago, but I’ve been tweaking the poem on and off. This is for Jane Dougherty’s last poetry challenge posted back in the end of September. The poetic form was her own invention: a single stanza of five lines of ten syllables each, and the five end of line words all rhyme. Here’s the artwork she provided:
I miss Jane’s prompts.
on the road of souls
golden swan dreaming music
in between the stars
Many Native American tribes consider the Milky Way to be the pathway where souls travel to the spirit world. The Northern Cross, part of the constellation Cygnus, points towards the Milky Way.
Sue Vincent’s luminous and mysterious photo prompt this week gave me another reason to consider the stars.
Swans are symbols of transformation. They have been seen as forms of souls, messengers between worlds that accompany souls on their journey, or even shape-shifted angels. “Swan song” is not just a random expression–it comes from the belief that swans sing a beautiful song whenever someone dies.
Moon and stars, big and blue the sky–
sleep coming, sleep is coming soon–
wings drift close, shadowing the light.
I wish for wings so I could fly–
touch the stars, touch the shining moon–
map the sky by scattering dreams,
catching the stars to say good night,
sky covered with magic moon beams.
The elementary school my daughters attended celebrated National Poetry Month in a big way. The children read and wrote a lot of verse, and Poem in Your Pocket Day was always fun, as they would pull out favorites to read to their classmates. Last year in April I posted a few of the bookmarks the school made one year with poems and artwork from the students. Both poem and artwork above were inspired by the bookmark below.
I love the images both Kenisha and Keanu used to represent the dreamworld of the night. Both would be in their early 20s now; I hope they are still writing and drawing their worlds. And producing poems from their pockets!
My poem is in the form of a san san, the challenge by Jane Dougherty this week. NaPoWriMo used this form for a prompt too, and I’ve wanted to try it, so thanks Jane for the push!