in the dark water gravestones rise from surface waves under thunderheads above the ocean sunlight coming through the clouds a bridge to better
For this week’s WDYS, hosted by Sadje. Image Credit; Mohamed Almari @ Pexels
The Bridge
Clouds
Morning Light
This is my very late response to the Cosmic Photo Challenge, for which this week’s theme is In the Morning Light, so I took these photos in my back yard this morning at around 6:15.
Psalm 103 inspired this cinquain:
Give thanks
For everything:
Morningtime is hopeful,
Looking up at sunrising sky
With clouds
Wanting to extend this theme, I wrote a Chaucerian stanza next:
The clouds of morning bring with them a hope:
A cotton-candy pink like sweetest blush
Colors their face, as languidly they lope
Across the sky, amidst the gentle hush
Of morning. Currently there is no rush.
I hear birds chirp and revel in the sound,
Hope beauty is unclouded, evening-gown’d.
The Way Ahead
This poem was inspired by the images for these 2 prompts: MLMM’s Photo Challenge #417 and Sadje’s WDYS #137. I wrote it, a curtal sonnet, a few days ago and was not entirely happy with it so almost forgot to post it before the next WDYS is released!
The way ahead could be vast as the sky, Its limits only bound by my belief -- Yet how closed-off it feels, making me cry, Unable to find a path to relief. How much is self-imposed, a needless thief? Suspending disbelief for but a day Might help me find a sky that is not gray -- And in those clouds some brand-new shapes are found. Then on the Earth I'll stand and look around, And hear a voice point out, "This is the way"-- How sweet the sound!
Photo Credit: Darrell Whiley
Photo Credit: Keith Hardy @ Unsplash
A Rainbow in Grayscale
This photo by Charley at Life in Portofino inspired me to write a poem. I was on the fence about posting it, but Charley was interested in reading it, so voilà .
Look at that magnificent sky,
Almost entirely clear of clouds,
With that expansive arc across it —
And where there are clouds,
They are at the top of the tree line,
Like foaming crests of ocean waves —
And take in the kaleidoscope
Of all those different colors
Inherent in the rainbow!
Photo by Charley, not me!
This photo struck me because it, to me, is almost a symbol of what it’s like to live with depression. People who have no idea what they’re talking about will say to “think positive” or “make a gratitude list” (as if the problem is that I’m ungrateful). However, it is true that finding little things that make me happy, little moments of beauty or cuteness (like the ducks) does help. I can recognize the sky, the nice clouds, the awesome rainbow — but often it’s like the most important part — the COLOR, the purpose almost, as well as hope — is missing. Tell me if you understand what I am trying to say, please. 🙂
At the End of January
Haibun Monday at DVerse is all about winter. Linked with Brian’s prompt about assonance because this haibun used a lot of it (I do usually like to use it).
70 degrees, skies only sometimes overcast — is this what passes for winter in California? Many places have snow and storms; this is much nicer by comparison, but today I can’t keep warm. I’ve tried both coffee and chamomile tea, huddling under a soft blanket while reading. Shortly I may decide to snuggle under my bed-covers and hibernate for a while.
a chilly morning
see some blue between the clouds
soft blanket of white
P.S. I wish I had a cat. 🙂
Overcast
chilly city air:
taciturn whispers of rain
skyward, in the gray Continue reading
The Rain, the Paint, and the Writer
The other day I shared a rather silly ghazal, and today I have a more serious one that I think is good enough to share. 🙂 It is also a response to MLMM’s Saturday Mix: Double Take, where we write using homophones.
Questions for the Plants
Munchkins!
Inspired by the Sunday Writing Prompt at MLMM (it might be a little too late), “The Little Things.” Also for FOWC: Realm. The other day, I was in my backyard and noticed a beautiful flower, so I took a photo of it. I posted it to Instagram with the caption (in part), “How can you be sad when you are looking at a flower like this?”
A Bundle of Prompts
For FOWC: Terrible (but hopefully not a terrible poem) and I also included yesterday’s FOWC: Bundle. I also was inspired by the Saturday Mix: Double Take this week, even though I didn’t respond exactly to the prompt. Shared with this week’s Writers’ Pantry.
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