The pills I pop are not enough
To pop me out of here.
Addictions though prefer the pop
And that is what I fear.
Text: “Monotherapy” is a new word for me and I am not on any pills. I am linking this to dVerse Open Link Night. Toni is hosting.
Photo: I took this photo at Somme Woods Forest Preserve a few weeks ago.
To rise we forgive to lose what holds us down.
Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday and Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.
Light may leave the background dark.
Blooms look brighter where
The background makes a blacker mark
So colors blossom there.
Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Lillian is hosting with a selection of photos.
Photos: The featured photo above is from NadinLisa’s collection at Pixabay one of five images selected by Lillian. The one below, “Blue and Yellow Flowers”, is one I took.
I have never seen an owl, but I have seen pictures. I don’t remember if they ever appeared in my dreams. There they could come in many forms representing, so I’ve heard, good luck or bad or death or wisdom perhaps with the sprinkling of Merlin’s understanding of reality. Unfortunately, like most people, the scientific nonsense I believe in, without being aware of it, would still keep me from taking such dreams seriously. It’s really too bad. Maybe the owl has brought me bad luck through the back door? Maybe, because I refuse to take that deep, transforming breath and become as wise as those owls are said to be, I deserve all my current blindness? Maybe this, too, will all turn out well in the end?
OWL WISE AND BOLD
WINTER VIEW IS CLEAR BUT COLD
PEACEFUL FALLING SNOW
Text: Linked to dVerse Haibun Monday. Victoria is hosting with the theme “owl”.
Photo: A winter scene in Techny Park from last year by the author.
The shoin house is simply made.
It looks upon the pond.
Nature tolerates that, too.
She’s proud to see what we can do,
How pretty we respond.
Nature doesn’t simulate.
She plays the game for keeps.
We assume we know it all.
We reach the cliffs. We brag. We fall.
She cradles, dreams and sleeps.
Photos: “Shoin House”, above, and “Drain in Forest Preserve”, below, both by the author. The shoin house is part of the Chicago Botanic Garden and the drain is in Somme Woods. They are linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with theme “Man Made Meets Mother Nature”. The bottom one is for trablogger’s Mundane Monday.
Her hair is iridescent blue.
Her mind is God-knows-where.
The air she breathes is truly true
As if she wasn’t there.
We talk about philosophy.
She won’t admit she’s wrong.
So long with rationality.
Be obstinately strong.
The monsters deep beneath my bed
Are fearful of her sight
As might the monsters overhead
When she turns out their light.
I trust she’ll always have my back.
She won’t lead me astray.
She stays my mind when doubts attack
And shadows come to play.
Text: Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. I am hosting and the theme will be odes, poems of praise–praising whatever, any or no form.
Photos: “Only Shadows” by the author.
The puzzle piece you think is lost is not.
Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday.
What we believe about someone
May not be wholly true.
We calculate the outside stuff
And measure till we’re sure enough,
But when we think we’re finally done,
Our doubts then surface, too.
Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics where Lillian is hosting with the request to write a poem on one of four photos from ESA/Hubble.
Photo: I picked the first photo, below, from Lillian’s list with credit to ESA, NASA and L. Calçada (ESO); ESA/Hubble.
YouTube Video: A few months ago I found out that there are people today who think that stars generally might be conscious. Source: machc1234golf
Forgiveness kicks us out of hell
Where we prefer to stay.
It’s warmer where the devils dwell,
But we are on our way.
Where shall we go?
We do not know.
We are, right now, and anyhow,
Kicked out to breathe a brighter day.
Text: Linked to dVerse Quadrille where De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is hosting and to Debbie Roth’s Forgiveness Fridays. I am practicing odes, poems of praise, because his Thursday I will be featuring odes on dVerse Meeting the Bar.
Photos: “And Then There Was a Rainbow” by the author.
What’s spooky in November
Fireworks my fear.
Bumps and groans
And nighttime moans
Entertain my ears.
Photos: “What Goes Bump in the Night”, above, and “Spooky Plants”, below, by the author and linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “What Goes Bump in the Night” and, since I think they are all mundane enough, trablogger’s Mundane Monday.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 