Who is looking back at me
When I’m walking by?
Who is smiling curiously
When I wonder why?
Even seagulls understand,
Salute the brightening Sun.
They pause with eyes that watch it rise,
Give praise, for day’s begun.
Photo: “Sun Salutation” by the author. I am linking this to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with theme “gratitude” and since gratitude seems to make forgiveness easier I am also linking it to Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.
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.
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.
Halloween will soon be here.
Scary stuff will pop–appear.
There’s something spooky when a pop
Appears and doesn’t plan to stop.
I see a man lost in the park.
We monsters dance when it grows dark.
He looks OK. I’ll let him be.
It’s best if he does not see me.
He thinks this spot is so mundane.
His ears are plugged so why explain?
Tonight when cosmic lights turn on
His mundane world will–pop–be gone.
Text: I am linking this to dVerse Poetics. Bjorn is hosting with the theme of considering the monster’s perspective.
Photos: “Maple and Oak” taken at Somme Preserves. To make sure I have something mundane enough, there’s “Below the Road” at the bottom. I’m linking these to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with theme “A Walk in the Park” and trablogger’s Mundane Monday.
Some do not see beauty there.
My fingers point it out.
Some do not feel empathy–
Heartbreak all about.
I’ve taken much for granted, too.
I miss my share each day.
Tomorrow I’ll miss more with you,
But you’re not in the way.
One’s friends are precious, keep them close in heart,
Even though distance can get in the way,
It’s no excuse, these days, to be apart,
Community is needed like the day.
We like to think our choices have been smart.
We like to think there’s always time for play.
Our roads may turn and lead us somewhere new
But nowhere could I see forgetting you.
Text: This is a collaboration poem with Revived Writer. She selected ottava rima with rhyme pattern abababcc as the form. Her part is in bold. It is also part of Jilly’s Casting Bricks October Challenge.