Winter turns the spirit out. Leaves go red and fall. Snowy silence sits about. I wonder at it all, But know the proof comes in the spring When leaves and flowers bloom When birds again have warmth to sing And outside’s like a room.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge where the theme is “The Coming of Winter/Winter’s Breath” or “Playing with Light”.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. I realized that I don’t understand all that I think I do. No matter how bad that might seem, my smile comes from also realizing that it isn’t all that bad.
Also linked to dVerse Quadrille. De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is hosting with the word ‘spirit’.
When pure dreaming helps the seeing Stars shine. Sunlight’s setting, fleeing. Deeper darkness cracks decreeing Once aware now always being, Smiling, feeling all that's true. Like a myth made fact by living, Turning, dawning, lightness giving, Faithful beyond magic, winning Life with understanding too.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme ‘What dreams may come’ and to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. What made me smile? When I looked up I saw Venus and then Jupiter – and then I realized that other mysterious dim light, higher up and not in the photo, was Saturn.
The poem practices imitating other poetry. What I am imitating here is Tennyson’s rhyme and meter in The Lady of Shalott. I’m not sure what my poem means. Hopefully it brings a positive smile.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “Autumn Leaves / Autumn Light”.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. Last weekend the maple leaves were brilliant. Although most of those leaves fell, as I expected they would after the brief snowstorm, some remained on this cloudy, cold Saturday which was warm enough to melt the snow. That made me smile.
We spent Sunday afternoon at the Chicago Botanic Garden. The day was warm, bright and full of fall colors. The thought occurred to me that having happiness may not always be possible, but being joyful regardless may be.
Today darkness seems square like an evergreen against a maple in fall and brightness looks circular like a flower’s bloom. I may see them differently tomorrow, but they blend together cosmically like joyful austerity, like getting unexpected things right, like warm and cold.
This past week the weather has shown how awesome autumn can feel, fitting itself in between summer and winter. It made me smile. The weather got it right.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Prompt with the theme “cosmically circular/cosmically square”. Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile.
The 40 degree weather didn’t stop locals and non-locals, all of us indigenous to this planet, from running, or cheering on the runners, in the Chicago Marathon.
Admittedly there is something odd about 45 thousand members of an indigenous species voluntarily running 26.2 miles and even keeping track – to the second – of records such as the 2:14.04 top time set by Kenyan’s Brigid Kosgei for women runners. I can imagine aliens from another planet, ready to invade, having second thoughts because of that, but if these marathons help keep out those non-indigenous species I’m all in favor of them.
The photo I took was from the very last mile at the very end of the race going up Michigan Avenue. The top winners had finished hours ago. If I were a runner and I got that far, which is questionable, that’s where I’d be. About midway under the Chinatown arch what made me smile was a sign that read, “Hurry up and finish, your mom’s freezing out here”.
Run past Chinatown in windy Chicago weather back home to Grant Park