Lift, weight, drag
nature needs no calculation
elements take flight
*
birds effortless soar
seasons provide inspiration
view from the eyrie
*
uncontrolled the wind
my mind shifts to the stars
blinded by moon dust
The prompt for Poet’s United Midweek Motif is “Wind Power.”
Photo: Exhaust pipes Space Shuttle Discovery ©moondustdesigns 2014
Can you imagine what you could see
if you could climb inside of me
a window to another world
devoid of space and time
a place where travel is with light
and color is sublime
This week join The WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge as we jump inside. A great place for the imagination to frolic.
Always photography well worth viewing:
No where do I belong
Empty as watery space
Alone a big place
No where do I belong
Alone a big watery space
When you are gone
No where do I belong
Empty as alone in space
The form base of the poem is the Triolet that I then worked off of to spin integral meaning between the photograph and the poem.
Photograph “Empty Canoe” copyright 2012 L. Moon
Please respect copyright of these original works belonging to artist and poet ~ L. Moon
The space between our words
almost as piteous
as the distance between
our hearts
***
Unbearable silence
when you abandon me
I am left enslaved
on a thought
for days
***
To measure loneliness
by absence
of sound
expounds emptiness
***
my heart is trapped
in this vacuum
silence
will be
my ruin
Each week One Stop Poetry aspires to join poets together to express and inspire. One Shot Wednesday is an open community for those who love to write poetry.
apart from a few rocks up here
it’s pretty desolate in space
they left a flag on display
colors, torn, and frayed
*
It’s dark and cold,
I feel misplaced
quite lonely here
no one’s near
**
you talk alot
to yourself I hear
will I lose my mind
oh dear!
***
what I love
about this place
to reflect on your
lovely face
A tribute to a spectacular Sci Fi , speculative fiction writer Ray Bradbury who lives in the clouds I believe. Still writing at 90!!!
He sat behind the controls
the spaceship jostled as it met with some unexpected turbulence
he could feel the surge of power
his ship was quickly ascending
leaving known terra for parts unknown
he was thrilled to make the trip
it was his first journey into space
the book fell from his hands
as he drifted into dreamland
It’s another week for 55 Flash Fiction with Mr. Know it All. Join us as we make sense in 55 words. We try!
thanks for this wonderful photo I feel like Tom Swift* http://www.flickr.com/photos/tom1231/4125851805/
So close…
like a gentle whisper
sadly…
it seems
a chasm away
***
far…
as a continent
yet…
space nor time
cannot divide
***
near…
to feel the pounding
in your chest
but…
unable to give
breath of life
***
far away…
as forever
never…
to be mine
day you slipped away
Go to the G-Man and read the fabulous Flash Fiction on that site.
Photo: Thanks for “Ausable Chasm” by Dougtone
Woke up one morning
shook my head from a dream.
I was caught up – looking at you.
You were enjoying the view.
I looked down and gasped!
The space between us
Too vast
Ya gotta visit Monkey Man for more in 160
I woke up one morning
I’d dreamt of you
What I saw in my dream
I wouldn’t go through
*
Your arms wide open
eyes so blue
I was caught up
you -enjoying the view
*
I looked down
couldn’t believe
The space between us
a vast ravine
*
You smiled
look that I know
Why- The space?
had always been so
*
In the dream I remembered
The sadness ~ The space
never together
no time- no place
Photo: “Ausable Chasm” by Dougtone
Dear little sister
let me sing you a song
of big moons
and little ones
that shine all day long
***
I’m glad that we met
let’s look over the sea
of planets and galaxies
there’s a
whole history
***
Let’s dance dear Calypso
in the cosmos
let’s be free
no one is watching
our moon fantasy
***
Let’s write a story
about moons
you and me
put a smile on my face
for the whole earth to see
photo taken by Cassini spacecraft
Learning to live by the indwelling life of Christ.
Gud skaper noko nytt ved sitt Ord og sin Ande, vi kan ta imot det i tru og få oppleve at han gjer sitt verk med oss. Hans skaparkraft verkar konstuktivt i våre liv og skaper noko som er verdifullt for oss. Naturkreftene verkar nedebrytande, i fylgje entropilova, men Gud er Ånd og det som er født av hans Ande består. Jesu frelsesverk er fullbrakt og fullkome. Han er den siste Adam, som er ifrå himmelen og som for oss har vorte ei livgjevande ånd. Han gjev oss den Heilage Ande frå himmelen av berre nåde. Han gjev oss det evige livet.
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
Hoping to make the world more beautiful
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