Normal Magic

3.15.20 sunrise

Lillian is the host of Open Link Night on dVerse Poets Pub and one of her sayings is Normal” is a setting on a dryer.(lillian) Which got me to thinking about my own sayings that I use a LOT right now. One of which is: “Average is a mathematical equation; normal is an illusion.” (JPP). So in honor of all the times people have said to me “this is the new normal” only to hear “normal is an illusion” I give you …

Normal Magic

They call it the new normal
for me it’s another day
of masks and social distance
and, really, that’s Okay

Normal never did mean
all that much to me
it’s just a grand illusion
whose source I cannot see

So I walk my path alone
isolation’s not so tough
for I have magic in my veins
and for me that’s quite enough

Secret Garden – Nocturne (Lyric Video) ft. Anne Takle

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

dVerse Haibun — Birthday Magic

Birthday by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay
Image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay

Kim881 from Writing in North Norfolk, is our host for this week’s Haibun Monday

“For this challenge, I ask you to think about your own birthdays, ones from the past, one that is coming up, a memorable one, or one you are dreading. Whether it’s birthday cake and balloons, a quiet glass of wine on your own that turned into something memorable, or a complete disaster, I’d like you to share a birthday with us.”

Birthday Magic

Born on a cusp with an aura of blue, a child between signs. Always looking for where she fit in. Black and orange confetti, fairy costumes and pumpkins as happy children dance around the cake table. A birthday wish for magic and a pony.

Birthdays come and birthdays go. Her aura darkens as does the world. No dinner, no parties, nowhere that she fits in. No need to hide her blackened eye. Alone, she makes her birthday wish for magic and love.

Moons wax and wane as life goes on. She finds love again, and trust. Purple and black decorations, a pointy hat adorned with flowers, love and laughter. Amber eyes twinkle with merriment. No need for birthday wishes, she has all she needs, she IS magic.

Candle burning bright
years come and go by too fast
blow the candle out

Strange Magic — ELO

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Sunday Stills – Life’s a Beach

Many thanks to Cathy over at Picture This for hosting Sunday Stills for us during Terri’s August blogging break. Our prompt for this week is “Beautiful Beaches”

8.2.20 march of the sand crabs
March of the sand crabs – Kauai, Hawaii

I was born to be a mermaid
but by nature was betrayed
to live this false existence
and walk this world on legs
the ocean’s song still sings
within my heart and mind
peace and calm engulf me
as I watch the waves unwind

8.2.20 GuLangYu
View from GuLangYu Islet off the coast of Xiamen, China
8.2.20 wakatipu nz
Beach at Wakatipu Lake – Queenstown, NZ
8.2.20 surf Oahu, Hawaii
Surf on Oahu, Hawaii

Stronger — Under the Sea: A Descendants Short Story

til next time ~maluhia ~JP

dVerse Poetics — Flight of Fancy/Dance of Death

owl-Image by Alexas_Fotos from Pixabay
Image by Alexas_Fotos from Pixabay

Our host a dVerse Poets Pub Tuesday Poetics is Laura Bloomsbury, who asks us for our flights of fancy. The following is based on a real life observation of a nesting pair of Great Horned Owls who were being tormented by a scold of very noisy jays. One of the adult owls defiantly lured the jays away and suddenly turned on them, snatching one unwitting fellow right out of the air.

Flight of Fancy/Dance of Death

Whump, whump, whump the air throbs
under the assault of massive wings
three powerful strokes and he is aloft
master of the thermals

He dips one wing in silent condolence
to the pitiful flightless things below
while defiantly flying straight
into the scold of jays, and through

He climbs ever higher, taunting
inconsequential forms of lesser birds
that fall behind in the chase
still jeering they cluster … until

Pivoting on one wing, he falls
with sharp talons and flared wings
like an avenging angel set to smite
their relentless taunting

A silent cloud of black feathers
announces his success

Fly Like an Eagle — Steve Miller Band

Til next time ~Peace ~JP

Open Link Night – July Came

Image by WikimediaImages from Pixabay
Image by WikimediaImages from Pixabay

For dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night. This has been a crazy summer, from pandemics to devastating hail storms. There is a moment before the storm hits when you can almost feel the sky holding her breath … waiting. This summer feels like that to me, as we deal with rising death rates, more lock downs; I’m holding my breath, waiting. The air is moist and oppressive, lightning startling in it’s beauty and power. I don’t know how this will all turn out, but I know this; the sky is always clearer after the storm.

July

July came marching in sultry cadence
as heat rises and skies darken
for a moment all is still
a breeze caresses my cheek
scented with lingering traces
of bar-b-que, sunscreen and sweat
heavy with petrichor and promise

The wind begins to sing
through high tension wires
trees sway in a frantic dance
holding fast to precious leaves
cloth billows and strains
in air heavy with moisture
the scent of roses … and magic

Black cloud castles
remain
still and unmoved
anchored to the blue sky
and the lightning begins
I wonder what the storm
will leave in it’s wake
but for now, I watch
and wait

Shelter from the Storm — Bob Dylan

Til next time ~Peace ~JP

Picoftheweek — Movement

For Maria Antonia’s 2020picoftheweek challenge – Movement

I’m running a bit behind right now. Behind everything so time for some catchup this week. 😉

6.9.20 Movement
Sunrise on Kauai

Sun rising
as the earth
always in motion
dances through the day
Waves bring the tide
as the sea
always in motion
dances through the night

Ornico Flow — Enya

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Sunday Stills – A Mother’s Love

5.11.20 giving

They say a mother’s love
is like a rose
rich with beauty and fragrance
giving without thought
to the shortness of it’s season

But for me it’s been more
like a cactus flower
wild, unimaginable beauty
difficult to find
impossible to forget

and prickly, very prickly

For Sunday Stills – A Mother’s Love

Mother’s Day was yesterday here in the US. It’s a mixed emotion kind of day for me as my mother and my mother-in-law are both gone many years and I still miss them. Like many other mothers, I received greetings and socially distant hugs from children and grandchildren this year and all is well. My own experience with motherhood has been fraught with joy and pain, disaster and triumph. So thanks to my Moms for the love they gave me, the insight and advice; and thanks to my children, for forgiving me the worst of my mistakes.

You and Me Against the World — Helen Reddy

Til next time ~Stay safe, stay sane, stay sanitized ~JP

Thursday photo prompt – Along the Causeway

For Sue Vincent’s Thursday Write Photo

writephoto 5.7.20

Along the Causeway

Somewhere along the causeway
it fell from deadened fingers
a splash, a wave, it sank away
catching a moment’s glimmer
before it’s gone forever

A shiny silver keepsake
a sign of love for years
break the chains that bind
washed away by sea and tears
never to be seen again

Sometimes love is lost
but life is gained
when we release
the heart break’s pain
and learn to love again

The Dance — Garth Brooks

Til next time ~Stay safe, stay sane, stay sanitized ~JPP

Picoftheweek – 16 — Surrounded

5.4.20 surrounded
About the photo: taken with my cell phone from an overlook along the Kaikoura Peninsula Walkway, Kaikoura NZ

EDGE OF THE WORLD

Looking off the edge of the world
surrounded by sapphire waters
here sky and water meet
no words, no song
can match the startling beauty
that is almost too much
for one poor heart to bear

For Maria Antonia’s 2020picoftheweek challenge. My prompt this week: Surrounded

Over the Rainbow / What a wonderful World – IZ, Israel Kamakawiwo`Ole

Til next time ~Stay Safe, Stay Sane, Stay Sanitized

2020picoftheweek # 15 — Nature

 

 

 

 

For Maria Antonia’s 2020picoftheweek # 15 — Nature

4.28.20 nature Nature

There is a magic in nature
that soothes the soul
and refreshes the heart
reminding us we’re just one part
of a greater whole

A child dreams of magic
dancing in the spring
grown-ups long for love
when did we forget
that they’re the same thing

Crystal — Stevie Nicks

About the pic, snapped in October (spring in NZ) Queenstown Botanical Park, Queenstown, NZ I fell in love with this orchid-like flower. I believe it is an “Orchid Lights” variety of rhododendron based on the stamens and huge size of the “shrub” which was well over two meters tall.

Til next time ~Stay Safe, Stay Sane, Stay Santized ~JP