Elemental Storyteller (Weekly Photo Poem #8)

This weekly photo poem is a shout-out to all storytellers everywhere! Whatever your medium, which ever stage of acceptance/success you’re in, know that you’re in the right space.

Claim your story!

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A Reckoning (Weekly Photo Poem #7)

A soulful #saturdaysublimity, inspired by a movie.
Can you guess which one?
Hint: Lots of superheroes jostling around…
a reckoning

Because (Weekly Photo Poem #6)

Because despair is an important emotion to work through.

Because finding purpose is important.

Because vulnerability and reality are inextricably intertwined.

Because strength flows most true when you accept all parts of yourself.

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The Leap (Weekly Photo Poem #5)

What would you do if you had to take The Leap?

The STRANGER In The Mirror (Weekly Photo Poem #4)

That strange alchemy, you and a strip of reflective glass.

What does it say about you?

Are you someone you know, you recognize?

Or are you, a STRANGER?

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Waiting For Revelation (Weekly Photo Poem #3)

There’s something about some nights, isn’t it? They seem to be imbued with the gift of revelation, with magic… almost…
What will the night REVEAL to you?

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Why, I Wonder? (Weekly Photo-Poem)

We need to answer this fundamental question. We need to know the answer to ‘WHY?’

Why

Sunday Photo Poem For You

It’s been so long since I’ve been here! But I’m back! (Again!)

How are you? What’s been happening? How’s life and blogging treating you? 

For you today, I have a Photo Poem! (Thought I’d give it a whirl! :))

And I hope to bring one such poem to you every week.

With poems old and new, profound and ephemeral, let’s see where we go…

So here’s the first one, it’s all about that indescribable thing — the moment:

The Glowing Moment

 

To Walk In Balance, To Walk to Save

Golden Evening

Just a walk in the park in the evening—

The chaos in the mind melts away in the cooler breeze,

Summer flowers layer the air with heavy sweetness,

And the streetlight plays a game of golden shadows with the trees.

 

There are still blessings,

Wherever we may see,

But time, it runs and leaps and bounds away—

Because,

We have to do,

We have to dare,

We have to save the Earth!

 

In 10 years we may not recognize our lands and seas!

What will you do?

 

 

Dreaming of Pink…

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A Dream of Pink

Who will notice the light on the flowers,
But for the quiet ones?
Who will think of the green we need,
But for the dreamy ones?

Why then is the world tilted loud?
Why doesn’t love trump fear?

When will the healing come?

The Edges of Hope

 

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There is an edge to hope,

That even when it floats away,

Clings as a shadow of wonder,

To the corners of the spirit.

 

Let it flower within you today,

Let it rise.

 

Smile at hope,

And hope will smile upon you…

 

Who knows what the two of you can do?

This Day, This Time, Is Ours!

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Ascend!

From afar I watch a mansion crumble,
I watch the inconceivable take shape,
And somehow, I am strengthened in my self.
Somehow, I feel the essential taut granite in me,
The one that holds up the truth.
Today I know that if there is to be any hope,
We each have to ascend.
Find our power, flex it,
And go heal this earth of ours.

What Space Can We Spare?

In the crevasses of our world,

Where we’ve allowed one, maybe two lines of trees,

Birds live out their epic lives,

Unknowing.

The orangutan withers.