Sunday Stills – the Letter of Night

For Sunday Stills and JusJoJan

Letters fall from the shelf
creased and fragile
from a thousand openings

Words spill out like pictures
bright stars on dark nights
silver moonlight on the sea

Light up the darkening sky
with sacred promises
true love never dies

This week’s Sunday Stills prompt of “night” was a little daunting for me. You see I’m not a night person. I’m much more likely to see a sunrise than a sunset. When I step foot outside after dark, it’s usually just to my own yard to gaze at the moon, maybe charge my crystals. That being said, I ransacked my photo files and did come up with a few.

2020 Blue Moon — I always find that surrounding a moon shot with frames of reference helps. Here the Halloween Blue Moon plays peek-a-boo with me behind the trees. Also, it offsets the lens flares with which I struggle, like a LOT.

Evening on the Lanai – Kauaii– Here landscape lighting and tiki torches accent brilliant moonlight reflected on the ocean.

Jack-o-lanterns — This is a great shot for reminding myself, it’s not always about the quality of the shot, it’s the feelings and memories.

Nijo Castle – Kyoto Japan — Snapped with a tiny cell phone, a good illustration of the problems encountered with night photography. The castle is lit up so brightly that details are nearly indiscernable.

Sunset on Waikiki — I may not be much for “night” photography but give me a sunset and, oh my …

Til next time ~stay trippy hippies ~JP

The Deer and I

The Deer and I

Here where the artesian spring gurgles up through the ground, I pause. My intuition stirs, something. I glance behind and see him there, browsing amongst the fading autumn grass. I sense no fear from him, no tensing of muscle and sinew. Why should he flee? My soft pink form is no threat to him. I wonder if he knows, something inside, outside the bounds of human knowing. I would not harm him, nor his home.

Others are treacherous and wasteful, caring not for the needs of growing things. Contemptuous of all they deem lesser, and all is less. But for now, we are content to share this bit of world, the deer and I. I smile and he turns away from the warmth of sun on waning grass; away from me.

We drink from the stream,
with a warm delight – the same
the deer and I

For Haibun Monday at dVerse
and Just Jot It January – gurgle

 

Til next time ~Stay trippy hippies ~JP

Sunday Stills – Quality of Light

For Terri’s Sunday Stills our prompt this week is lights. Like a lot of folk, I immediately thought of Holiday lights. Honestly, they are virtually non-existent for us. It’s hard to string up lights around an RV and neither of us drive much at night for local viewing. After reading Terri’s post though, I realized that “lights” doesn’t necessarily mean Holiday. As an artist, I find I’m always looking for that particular … something, a certain quality of light that sparks the imagination, and ignites the soul.

Certain Quality of Light

The air alive with magic, the world awash
with a certain quality of light
eyes open to incandescent beauty
of the new day, brave and bright
my poor heart trembling,
I breathe, weeping with delight
The moment passed too quickly
but never will I forget the sigh
of a world alive with magic
and that certain quality of light

 

Dawn on the beach
Heceta Head Lighthouse – Florence, Oregon
Sunlight on Hibiscus
A dreamer can only find her way by moonlight
“Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow, lies the seed that with the sun’s light, in the spring becomes the rose”

And finally, for those of you who just NEED that Holiday Lights fix, my fav

Til next time  ~Peace ~JP

CCC – Lovers Leap

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge 109

Lovers Leap

Waves pound against the beach
far below the “lovers leap”
tourists come to gawk in vain
searching for the charred remains
where lovers leapt to their demise
their dirge a seagull’s mournful cry
rest they here beyond sorrow’s reach
as waves pound against the beach

 

Til next time ~Peace ~JP

Sunday Stills – Colorful Textures

For Sunday Stills our prompt is Textures

Colorful Textures

Colors of the sky
texture of grass
songs of the ocean
feelings that pass

Colorful textures
changing with time
rough hardened edges
that sparkle and shine

Large amethyst geode on display at Ruby’s Inn – Bryce Canyon, UT
Devil’s Tower, Wyoming — “This means something”
A thorny flower or a beautiful thorn bush? – Pahrump, NV
Robin’s egg found in a nest of stone in South Dakota
The power of water – shooting the rapids on Animas River, Durango, Colorado

Til next time ~Peace ~JP

Possibly Possible — A Quadrille

Whimsy Gizmo is our host for dVerse quadrille and asks us:

Scribble us a poem of possibility using just 44 words, including some form of the word possible.

Possibly Possible

the night is filled
with the auspicious
portent of possibility

for what the sun
will bring with dawning,
possible futures

lay aside the probability
of chance and dream
of hope and possibilities

throw open the window
of second chances and
all that is possible

word count 44

Til next time ~Peace ~JP

Sunday Stills – Auburn

This week’s Sunday Stills prompt is our monthly color exploration, this month – Auburn Many thanks to Terri for the prompt as auburn is one of my very favorite shades

Auburn Iris — Queens Garden, Invercargill, NZ
Auburn leaves of a huge Japanese Maple from the Japanese Garden also in Invercargill, NZ
stunning auburn sunrise in Kapaa, Kauai, Hawaii
Auburn brick patterned walkway, Wellington, NZ
Deep auburn woodwork, Larnach Castle, Dunedin, NZ

Auburn hair slid beneath his hands
hot nights lying on coral sands
when diamonds winked from the indigo sky
serenade of waves as night rolled by
adventures as they rode across the land
lost as auburn hair slid beneath his hands

 

Til next time ~Peace ~JP

Of Shadow and Light – a Crimson Creative Challenge

Of Shadow and Light

In the forest’s dark shroud
stood a wee, tiny house
not home to a human,
squirrel, or mouse
where the fairies came
to dance and to play
they come out at twilight
and at break of day

By the old oak whose bark
is all twisted and curled
in the dark of the glade
lies the fairies’ small world
by the light of the moon
I glimpsed me a sight
of a world half in shadow
and half way in light

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge

Til next time  ~Peace ~JP

Thursday Inspiration – Space

For Paula’s Thursday Inspiration – Space

The Space Between Heartbeats

In the space between
heartbeats
in the moments between
sleeping and waking
in the pause between snowflakes
drifting aimlessly
there are galaxies
of light and loss
vast seas of cosmos
for love to cross
here in those unseen spaces
here where life renews
here for all eternity
I will wait for you

What Do You See – Moments for Choices

Til next time ~Peace ~JP