Showing posts with label Ellecee's photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ellecee's photography. Show all posts
Saturday, April 30, 2022
Thursday, April 28, 2022
Tuesday, April 26, 2022
Conundrum
“Crying is all right in its way while it lasts.
But you have to stop sooner or later, and
then you still have to decide what to do”
C S Lewis
She came on retreat to weepFor all lost causes Hers and othersShe hasn’t wept for yearsShe takes medsto divert chaosProblematic as all emotions are equally subduedShe could skip some pillsThis is a beautiful placeto let goBut then she might notbe able to drive homeand she might not cry anyway
Ellecee
Day 26 - NaPoWriMo - 2022Inspired by C S Lewis
Monday, April 25, 2022
Wednesday, April 20, 2022
Sweet Madness
A life continues
released from consequences Sorrow is sweet madness
Ellecee
Day 20 - NaPoWriMo - 2022An April Haiku
Monday, April 18, 2022
Clouds
Clouds speak to her
Metaphorically of course
We all know clouds can’t speak
Don’t we?
Ellecee
Day 18 - NaPoWriMo - 2022
Inspired by a cloudy day
Saturday, April 16, 2022
Loons
The loons are here
Their lonely call
rises through the
morning mist
I can see them
on the lake
Efficiently fishing
one disappears
momentarily
Soon seen again a
distance away
Every year they set a
mellow pace for summer
So difficult
To follow
Ellecee
Day 16 - NaPoWriMo - 2022
Inspired by Spring
Friday, April 15, 2022
Dawn
Tuesday, April 12, 2022
Blooms
Warmth from Spring sunshine
Rich scent of leaves moldering
Enabler of blooms
Ellecee
Day 12 - NaPoWriMo - 2022
Haiku
Inspiration from Pastor Jenn’s Garden
Thursday, April 7, 2022
Precious Chaos
Precious chaos
Seems a contradictionunless you have in your lifea curly-headed, black-eyed,boyFull of energy and smileswhile building towersor grumpily signalling his wantfor TVHe lights up our worldThere are few poetic metaphorsto describe how the arrival of this small boycould open a great-grandmother’sheartAn old womannot missing anything in lifeSo she thought
Ellecee
Day 7 - NaPoWriMo - 2022
Inspired by my great-grandson
Tuesday, April 5, 2022
Romantic Love
Romantic love
A memory
A refrain from the past
Blending bitter with sweet
magnolia blossoms and icicles
ardent rhetoric and screams
soft sighs and magnificent lies
Should you go there again
remember the dream
forget the scheme
Ellecee
Day 5, NaPoWriMo
Inspired by Skylover Poetry April Word List
Sunrise Surprise
Monday, May 3, 2021
Hope
Posted on Instagram April 24, 2021
Written for NaPoWriMo - Day 24
Inspired by
graphite,periwinkle, Aegean,change, Jupiter
Saturday, April 17, 2021
Sunday, April 11, 2021
Thursday, April 8, 2021
I Forget
How can I forget
the troubles borne,
and yet I do
The struggle of the Covid ill
their here and now
and yet I do
That caution should be foremost
in this addled mind,
and yet I do
My eyes see flowers everywhere,
my head is in my dreams
of future schemes,
My heart is with my family,
many far away,
I should not crave
pre Covid life
and yet I do
Ellecee
Written for NaPoWriMo 2021 ~ Day 8
Friday, April 24, 2020
Thermals
Do thermals thrive
above the clouds?
To push me ever higher
that I might see the miracle
below me?
Mountain tops
crusted with snow
Ancient as the earth’s
beginning
Water towers of the world
without them the earth
would parch
A narrow window exists
as climate change threatens
sublimation
A calamity for humankind
but not mountains
Mountains in their majesty
defy extinction
Perhaps forever
Ellecee
Inspired by
imaginary garden with real toads - Wild woman - natural wonders
and
Skywriting - Narrow
Thursday, April 23, 2020
Cabined
“but now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in to saucy doubts and fears”
William Shakespeare - Macbeth
Today I graft with
words in homage to
the Bard
the Bard
whose language lives
to this day and bears
truth to every happening
Now I am cabined here alone
cribbed by a hovering virus
Confined with my own thoughts
how one cunning crazed maniac
could kill 22 without restraint
could kill 22 without restraint
Our townsmen and guardians
fallen and gone
Incongruity abounds
Saucy doubts and fears
reign unfettered
during this
unearthly time
Ellecee
Inspired by
Tuesday, April 21, 2020
A Parable
‘
Ah, you have found meLinger and listen
So few pass this way
and when they do
they don’t look up
and when they do
they don’t see
Wait, wait, I know you see
Linger and listen
Hearken to a parable
of me
I was a skilful hunter
ensconced in a tree blind,
a doe and her fawn
appearing below me
Although against many laws
secular and sacred
I took aim and shot
A great gust spun me ‘round
Momentarily mesmerized I
awaken
solidified
My head this bulbous bulb
My body to forever be
locked within this tree
Pity me
Ellecee
Inspired by
Friday, April 3, 2020
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