The mundane is in the mind of the beholder.
Text: Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday.
Photos: “Snow Covered Park”, above, and “Snow and Ice”, below, by the author and linked to Frank Jansen’s Tuesday Photo Challenge — Quotidian.
This darkness isn’t such that I
Can brighten it by light I bring.
No laws of nature taint the sky.
No bonds bind it so it can’t sing.
The power failed, but should we wait
For what might not come speedily?
Some of us would hesitate,
But darkness helps our hearts to see.
We’re thankful for the light that’s near.
Praise sound, but not with our ears solely.
Our voices stir the darkness here
Repeating, “Holy, Holy, Holy.”
Text: This was originally published in Ancient Paths Literary Magazine.
Photo: “Decorations” by the author and linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
What good is a gravity theory that can’t find 96% of the stuff it says is out there?
Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday.
Explanation: André Maeder has a new gravity model that doesn’t need dark stuff.
Bare trees rising high.
Where did all those white clouds go?
Deep blue fills the sky.
Red lips, how their smiles flow.
Blue eyes sparkling, brighten so.
Text: I’m using a modified form that William N. Porter used in his translation of Japanese tanka into English, “A Hundred Verses from Old Japan“. This is part of my study of the Manyoshu, finding English forms similar to the tanka.
Photo: “Sun, Tree and Blue Sky”, above, and “Trees and Blue Sky”, below, by the author and linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge and Trablogger’s Mundane Monday.
News: The National Federation of State Poetry Societies in the United States (of which I’m a member through the Illinois State Poetry Society) announced its 2018 contests. There are fifty contests in all. Entries must be postmarked between January 1, 2018, and March 15, 2018. Some of the winners may be published in an anthology later in 2018. Check the details if you are interested in participating.
Also, yesterday Ancient Paths Literary Magazine published my poem “Advent Darkness“.
Vita Brevis announced three winners for their holiday competition. My poem, “Christmas”, is one of them.
Although it is still new, it is already one of my favorite sites for poetry.
Some would say they know the Moon.
They’ve data they can show,
But when they look
And close the book,
What is it that they know?
Text: Linked to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt and dVerse Open Link Night.
Photo: Sue Vincent provided the photo as the #writephoto prompt.
News: The new dVerse Anthology Chiaroscuro: Darkness and Light is now available.
After the beautiful setting sun comes darkness. After the beautiful darkness comes dawn.
Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday.
My groove today looks like a rut
Exposed in all that bright sunshine.
I’d change those rutty by-ways, but
Those grooves won’t leave. They say they’re mine.
Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Lillian is hosting with the theme word “groove”.
Photo: “Window Sill” by the author.
Conspiracy theories come in pairs. There’s the nutty theory I won’t believe in, because–well–it’s nutty, and there’s the opposite theory that, for some possibly nutty reason, I do. Motivated enough I could likely prove anything is true, which doesn’t imply that nothing is true.
Every time I take a stand I lock the front door, but I keep the back door open to offer protection to those good folk polarized in the same direction that I am. If there are monsters coming at me, this is a reasonable thing to do. Often I am pleasantly surprised by who comes through the back door seeking and offering protection. Sometimes it is the very people I thought would be storming the front door. Sometimes I look out the window on the front door after a major storm and see blue skies, pleasantly surprised at the absence of monsters.
FRESH SNOW BRIGHTENS PATHS
EVEN WINTER GRAYNESS SHINES
DOORS REMAIN UNLOCKED
Text: Linked to dVerse Haibun Monday with the theme “pleasantly surprised”. I am hosting today. The bar opens at 3 PM EST.
Photo: “Puzzle Pieces Prior to Polarization” by the author.
Skin is what I see, not what’s within.
Castle walls might block me, thick or thin.
When they crumble mysteries begin
To lock outside whatever went right in.
Photo: “My Right Hand” by the author linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo prompt with the theme “skin” and Trablogger’s Mundane Monday.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 