The hot southern wind
ravishes the landscape
laying trees horizontal.
Standing stead fast
she shall not be deterred
remaining strong in the heat.
Just another day of challenges
for this northern woman
who will not become part of the landscape.
She is her own person
and not a member of the flock
in the cyber field of bah's.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Vertigo
I stand on the edge with toes
twitching, not from nervousness
but from happiness for
they know the journey ahead.
With arms wide open
those toes spring my body
onto the swirling current
that surrounds the mountain.
Up, up and finally soaring
amongst the clouds
leaving the earthly worries
behind, for another time.
Soaring over pastel fields
and acres of human existence
I follow the river
sailing with ships at full sail.
The freedom of the tide
brings peace of mind
renewing my soul knowing
there is such a world for believers.
I watch the hustle and bustle below
every day peons, ever busy
going no where, yet striving to climb
the corporate ladder.
For this one moment I pity them
and yet I smile in serenity,
until the Monday morning
alarm clock rings.
This was written for The Inferno’s Coxswain “Vertigo” theme where we ask an artist from The Artist Challenge to choose one of their pieces of art and the writers interpret it in words. You may find Ray Shuells painting here as well as the entire Vertigo collection.
twitching, not from nervousness
but from happiness for
they know the journey ahead.
With arms wide open
those toes spring my body
onto the swirling current
that surrounds the mountain.
Up, up and finally soaring
amongst the clouds
leaving the earthly worries
behind, for another time.
Soaring over pastel fields
and acres of human existence
I follow the river
sailing with ships at full sail.
The freedom of the tide
brings peace of mind
renewing my soul knowing
there is such a world for believers.
I watch the hustle and bustle below
every day peons, ever busy
going no where, yet striving to climb
the corporate ladder.
For this one moment I pity them
and yet I smile in serenity,
until the Monday morning
alarm clock rings.
This was written for The Inferno’s Coxswain “Vertigo” theme where we ask an artist from The Artist Challenge to choose one of their pieces of art and the writers interpret it in words. You may find Ray Shuells painting here as well as the entire Vertigo collection.
Thursday, September 09, 2010
A Fluttering Bye
Colourful movements
of orange and black
floating on the wind
catches my eyes.
Over the rooftop
tiny stained glass wings
translucent in the sun
pass without a sound.
Monarch butterflies
begin their journey
to their warm winter home
fluttering on by
fragile butterflies.
of orange and black
floating on the wind
catches my eyes.
Over the rooftop
tiny stained glass wings
translucent in the sun
pass without a sound.
Monarch butterflies
begin their journey
to their warm winter home
fluttering on by
fragile butterflies.
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