On a morning walk I am like a bee in search of nectar knowing this richness hides behind color, knowing it could be anywhere and then seeing it, there, right there, in one flower with yellow petals and drops of dew. I put the phone close to it and take a picture trying to see the drops of dew on the leaves but who knows what the photo will show? It isn’t me looking anymore.
Or there it is, in that one tree, in the distance blessed with morning sunbeams, surrounded by the branches and trunk of a nearby tree and below by a soccer field, standing out as one among many trees right now. Even the mistiness of this morning singles this one tree out hiding all those in the background. Just one tree, right now, over there, and why do my eyes find it so beautiful?
YELLOW BLOOMS ATTRACT
LIKE GREEN THIS MISTY MORNING
SUMMER SAYS GOODBYE
Linked to dVerse Haibun Monday where qbit/Randall is hosting with the theme of one’s self en masse.
Photos: “Soccer Field in the Morning”, above, and “Each One”, below.
Oh sometimes it’s seeing that single tree that matters, at other times you have to raise your eyes and see the forest.
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Yes, different views for different times. Thank you, Bjorn!
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I was walking this past weekend and saw those yellow beauties along the way. I love how you are finding beauty in the flower, and at the tree, being awed by its beauty. I am sad that summer is saying goodbye Frank.
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It is sad, but there is beauty in winter as well. Thank you, Grace!
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two eyes, one pair – seeing and selecting – “It isn’t me looking anymore.” – I especially like that
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I am glad you liked that sentence. Thank you, Laura!
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I like the way you pick out the individual, and I like the way you fade out of the picture. It’s no longer you looking – it’s us, I guess, the people you share your gaze with.
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We are all looking now. Thank you, Sarah!
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Beautiful photographs and a golden haibun, with the bee and the yellow petals! I really enjoyed the introduction of the ‘one tree’ – as you know, Frank, I adore trees!
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Trees are beautiful. Thank you, Kim!
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Beautiful imagery, Frank ❤.
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Thank you, Sulaiman!
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Very strong haibun, lovely haiku–nice job. As a fellow photographer, I interpreted your /It’s not me looking anymore/ to that moment of limbo when the finger snaps the image, when the mechanics of the camera makes its own decisions.
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Yes, that’s how I saw it as well. Thank you, Glenn!
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I think you say something very important in “It isn’t me looking anymore.” Once you take that picture, the eyes multiply and it is the camera, not your eyes. I like the first line where you are a bee gathering pollen of sights.
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The camera sees things differently, both better and worse than I do. Thank you!
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Beautiful, Frank, what you see, and how you convey it to your readers.
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Thank you, Jane!
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🙂
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Beautiful – and I know this sentiment – one tree calling over the others, as there is familiarity, which of course, there is not. Well done, Frank.
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Thank you, V.J.!
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The conversational tone is a wonderful choice – drew me right in to see it all with you.
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I’m glad the tone worked. Thank you, Jilly!
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So often it is just the one that we see among all the rest. Beautifully written!
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We do pick out one (or a few) from the many available. It amazes me sometimes why. Thank you, Mary!
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I love the last line of your haibun. I also love the golden tone of it, the flowers by the wayside, the conversational tone. This is one of your best haibun ever. the haiku is outstanding as well. I truly love this.
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Thank you, Toni!
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when we see through different eyes, beauty is intensified, that’s how I see this tree now Frank, not through your eyes but the camera lense that has magnified it’s presence
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The camera took over and made a new sight. Thank you, Gina!
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It’s beautiful. Thanks for sharing
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Thank you!
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Beautiful shot, that one tree.
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I didn’t really see it until I looked at the photograph later, but the scene seemed right in the morning. Thank you, Terre!
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There is certainly something about the majesty of the tree, and the manner in which you view it. Excellent take!
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Thank you, Reena!
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“bee in search of a nectar” “drops of dew” such vivid, tasty lines. And yes to one special tree. 🙂
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It is amazing what stands out and becomes one for our attention. Thank you!
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Agreed, Frank. You’re welcome!
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kaykuala
Just one tree, right now, over there,
and why do my eyes find it so beautiful?
Sometimes being solitary opens one to be under close scrutiny by the crowd. In most instances, one is not privy to being seen but enjoying the sense of captivity yet accorded with the freedom to function!
Hank
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It is like a sense of captivity with freedom. Thank you, Hank!
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Frank- this was so beautiful! I think sometimes we get desensitized to our surroundings. What brings us back is a focus on one thing. Excellent!
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Yes, attention is to focus on one thing. Thank you, Linda!
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I am nominating you tomorrow for my RAKA Award. It will be published tomorrow around this time. Please come by my page and check it out!
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Thank you. I’ll stop by!
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✌❤
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I always enjoy accompanying you on your walks, and watching the world with you and your camera. (K)
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I am glad. Thank you, Kerfe!
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I like how you single out that one tree, and then wonder why. Then it becomes all of us looking at it. Lovely!
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I didn’t really see that tree until I saw the photo. And then it was all I could pay attention to. Thank you, Merril!
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Perfection, Frank. Photos and haibun. Tone, tones… all just so.
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I am glad you liked it. Thank you, Charley!
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I like the idea that it isn’t just you looking anymore, but a collaborative exploration. Gorgeous photo.
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Now anyone can look. Thank you, Amaya!
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I enjoyed this haibun, Frank.
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Thank you, Robbie!
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i tEnd to Wonder
if Whitman
would
have
Seen
‘Leaves
of Grass’
WitH A SmArt
Phone First..:)
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I wonder if he would have wanted a smart phone. Thank you, Fred!
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SMiLes.. i didn’t
‘Till 2013.. so
It’s Possible
He
Wouldn’t
Either..:)
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Oh this is very strong prose! Love where you went here.
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Thank you, Barry!
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Another beautiful blend of photography and imagistic words, Frank. Bravo! 🙂
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Thank you, Frank!
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A lovely piece of writing. I keep looking back at the photo of the yellow blooms.
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Thank you, Sara! I’m glad that photo was so attractive.
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