Looking Back… #poetry #art #NWCU #photography

I'm looking back

Where were you

when they thought the world might freeze?

computers might not know

which directions to retrieve

were you just starting a new life?

were you a husband or a wife?

holding little hands

singing in a band

were you bereft

at a loved one’s death?

did you like I

wipe many tears from your eyes?

one year on the cusp of a new century

no more plebs, fewer gentry

were you hoping like the rest

that 2000 would not put you to the test?

because …

your loved ones young and old

still had a story to be told

***

In 1999, I was ( yes) a mom with little ones, I sang in a band, I’d seen much sorrow, and waited eagerly for tomorrow…

What about you???

Join us at The New Creative World Union and Wednesday Wake Up Call for a look back in time.

Photography: “I’m Looking Back” Copyright L. Moon 2012

The Base of History #history #NWCU #WWUC #photography #poetry

Civilizations led by hate will always end in war and destruction

Beneath the feet

there is a wall

hidden from most

reflecting the fall

***

Once children were taught

words from the heart

when they did pass

is where it starts

****

kept out of sight

tucked under the wall

there is a sickness

unbeknownst to us all

The word is Hate

it starts deep within

but as it lingers

it grows into sin

***

like a plant

that like a weed must grow

it chokes out all reason

no goodness to show

***

there peaking in the shadows

beneath cruel HATE

it’s lingering- WAR

by now it’s too late

for hate as it blossoms

will weave and will spin

diseased delusion

civilization’s end

Photography: “Column Base”, “Hate’s Shadow”, “Hate and War” copyright L. Moon 2012

This completed work consists of poetry and photography. I hope you feel the statement that is in response to the Wednesday Wake Up Call at New World Creative Union. The artist is asked to ponder: ” 1000 years back…1000 years forward….can you feel the weight of our evolution? Are we now prepared to learn from the lessons? Where do we go from here? Our planet is dying, our societies are struggling, the line between the have’s and have-not’s grows ever more defined. How did this happen…how do we change? ” Thanks to Natasha Head for the inspiration.

Moving the Elements #NWCU #microfiction

fire can be moved with a subtle air…

Falling Sun

“I am air” the nymph proudly said to the lion after having her request refused.

“You can neither move me nor displace me. I am fire.”

“Ah we shall see.” the nymph smiled with a half wink

“We shall see…”

Nymphs (especially the air ones) have an uncanny ability to change shape and size.

“It is not a big blow but a small, elemental one required of this beast .” she giggled to herself.

A sleek feline entered the grassy meadow where a maned lion lay fast asleep. She circled first so that the silent air would carry her scent. stealthily she walked up to the beast and whispered “Catch me if you can”

She bounded off into the trees knowing when he caught her scent he would follow. She found another meadowy area and laid down. She rolled crunching the grass and making sure her scent was obvious. Before he arrived, she became a nymph once more and ascended into the trees to watch. He bounded toward the area and waited for her return. He seemed to look sad and displaced but soon roared and fell asleep.

The nymph was tickled but dared not disturb the beast.

“This tea party is the very best you’ve ever had.” all her guests exclaimed. The nymph agreed. The meadow was the perfect setting.

Smiling she thought “Air wins over fiery Mr Lion.”

In the breeze, a lioness returned to the meadow …

Photography “Falling Sun” L. Moon copyright 9/2012

This post is in response to  Natasha Head’s Wednesday Wake Up Call over at New World Creative Union.

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