iphone photography – penned in moon dust

Mirror #photography #haiku

September 2, 2016 by moondustwriter, posted in Haiku, photography challenge, Poetry, wordpress

Fly me to the moon

clouds tomorrow’s captives

reflect yesterday

The WordPress photochallenge is Mirror

There’s Always an Angle #photography #poem

November 21, 2014November 21, 2014 by moondustwriter, posted in Photography, photography challenge, Poetry, wordpress

I look above, you look below

what in the middle find?

the layers of these bricks you see

no more the daily grind

Another Delightful Daily Post Photography Challenge – Angular

What angle do you like to shoot?

boots

Fresh #poetry #photography

January 8, 2014January 10, 2014 by moondustwriter, posted in nature, Photography, Poetry

beauty

Fresh

fallen the night before

crisp

footprints on distant shore

crystalline

capturing fallen light

colorful

red rose smiling bright

holding

hands clasped this day

speechless

love needed nothing to say

vowed

spoken to the skies

renewed

snowflakes in our eyes

free

petals fall in the breeze

laughter

whispers spoken to the trees

fallen

strong stood aged oak

memory

song where new life awoke

reaching

striving for the sun

hoping

new path on which to run

In 75 words or less: A New Year. Again. Are you a fan of “new”? Or are you tired of the whole idea of “new,” preferring the tried and true?

Newness a prompt from Poet’s United.

poets united

Frozen Fall #poetry #photography

December 28, 2013 by moondustwriter, posted in nature, Photography, Poetry

frozen leaf

I am a captive

encapsulated between yesterday and today

frozen

I hang suspended

feeling

nothing

the skeleton of winter

wraps its fingers about me

taunting

threatening my existence

and so I watch you go by

bundled up in a flurry of color

whimsical

you will wave in the New Year

while I wait for spring to catch what remains

The Sea #photography #poetry

August 30, 2013August 30, 2013 by moondustwriter, posted in Uncategorized

They pulled me from my world

where seals and dolphin play

moonlight bore my charms

she’d glisten and she’d sway

I listen for the splash

feel the foam against my hull

just for one lusty moment

in rolling waves I’m lulled

The wordpress photochallange for the coming week is the Sea. I just spent the week at home (by the sea) so I am overjoyed to share a few shots

Photography: “Hull” and “Sea Foam Line” © L. Moon 2013

Some excellent shots to enjoy:

In Focus #photography #Farms #photochallenge #poetry

August 30, 2013August 30, 2013 by moondustwriter, posted in Uncategorized

Old Barn true and staid

behind stands aged tradition

secrets forgotten

The Word press weekly photo challenge for this week is “Focus.” What do you sense right behind the barn door?

Photography: “Old Penn Barn” and “Focus- Barn Door”

images copyrighted property of L. Moon 2013

Other Fantastic Works in Focus:

My First Day #school #children #story

September 4, 2012September 4, 2012 by moondustwriter, posted in Children's Stories, Short Stories

I see them walking past my window – new shoes, new back packs and I reflecti back…

*****

“Mommy mommy I think I hear it.”

“Oh honey” she ruffled my hair lovingly “you still have another twenty minutes.”

“But shouldnt I be there just in-case” I said with a gap-toothed smile

“Let’s make sure you have everything ” she was trying to stall me I later realized.

“You have your pencils?”

“Yes.”

“Crayons?”

“Yes.”

“Eraser?”

“Yes.”

“Ruler?”

“Yes”

“Lunch?”

“Hmm” I looked cross-eyed I hadn’t put that in my backpack. I opened the zipper. “Yes” I giggled knowing who put my lunch in my pack.

“Milk money?”

“Yes” I felt in my pocket.

“How ’bout a kiss?”

“Nope none of those in here.” I teased.

I put my arms around mommy’s neck. I didn’t realize the sacrifice she made in watching me grow up. This was as big a step for her as it was for me.

“Ok then I think they are ready for you smarty pants.”

With that I looked down to check that my shoes were tied.I grabbed my sweater and my backpack and ran out the door.

I didn’t think to wave til I got to the end of the drive. All of a sudden I felt it too. The long invisible cord that connected my mommy and I was stretched as far as it would stretch. A tear reached my eye as I realized she could not go with me on this journey. “Bye bye” I yelled “I love you mommy.”

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Today many children will go back to school while others will go for the very first time. This story is for the mothers and fathers who have to let go of their children so many times and so many ways.

Leslie Moon is a published children’s writer who has told stories to young and old the better part of her life. She writes many genres but she will always consider herself a children’s writer. Please check back as there will be stories each week to inspire the child in you.