Showing posts with label still. Show all posts
Showing posts with label still. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Decisions

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“You've got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.”  ― Annie Dillard



She sits in awe
 contemplating her next move
overwhelmed by the beauty
surrounding her
she holds tight to the view
her body in stasis
Seeds of thoughts surfacing
decisions, decisions
there is only one way down
- dive -
Or stay forever 
slowly becoming a minute particle
of this stunning crag
her precipice
her
choice



Ellecee

Inspired by
and
Skywriting  - seed


Friday, January 27, 2017

Cast a Light




Withdrawing, withdrawing,
desiring respite in seclusion
Days drifting, drifting, drifting on
all of life a pitiful illusion
Thinking, thinking, thinking, dark ‘til dawn
Seeming sudden, shadows cast a light
that only poignant dreaming could ignite
“it is never, ever, to late to mend”
even as a journey nears its end



"ellecee"








In response to

Friday, September 9, 2016

Routes



To a stranger
she appears lost
seen struggling through
the dense underbrush of
their perceived doubt
she seems confused
out in the open
away from the protection
of supporting friends
she is vulnerable
so they thought
but unknown to them
she has a map
her course is clearly marked
a crooked line highlighted
with a black pen
her destination marked
with a red star



"ellecee"




Reposted for


Saturday, July 23, 2016

Oblivious





In this world of illusion
I tread lightly
leaving no footprints
no scent to be picked up
by marauding packs of
coniferous beasts
hungry for conquest

I lie down in tall, sweet
smelling, blue grass and listen
to the sound of the wind
as it moves over my hiding place
touching me gently
like a mother's kiss on
her child's cheek

I lie quietly feeling the
earth beneath me breathing
with an ancient rhythm
a subtle sweet massage
constant and penetrating

I feel safe
protected
oblivious



Ellecee



Reposted for

Prompt Nights - On Popular Demand - The Hidden Realm



Sunday, July 17, 2016

Surprise





I am surprised by
the signs of aging
Looking at my hands
I see those of others
who are dead or gone
The signs of withering
the texture of old parchment
no amount of moisture cream
can take away


"ellecee"


Sunday, April 10, 2016

Alas #2



Alas
I am
  still
settled in
reading
winter gravestones 




"ellecees"







from Magaly
"today I wish us to
create poetry into which we weave
the titles of 3 of our poems"  

Alas I ended up with more titles :-(


Day 10

Monday, February 15, 2016

Settled In



The winter has settled in
snow crunches underfoot
ice shatters to shards
mist rises from the lake
as if something warm
lie beneath
The longest night has passed
but still it feels
unending




Ellecee

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Winter Gravestones



I am getting older

not too old
but old enough to see
memories in graveyards,
and to ponder,

                                 someone's father who tilled the land
a youth who road a bike on country roads
a farmer's wife who raised chickens

gardens in the fall
winter snow
spring thaw
and how
some things die
while others live forever

if only in our minds








Ellecee

Reposted from Ellecee's Eye








Monday, January 18, 2016


STILL

Not bound
tethered
restricted
in any way
still,
immobile
stuck
mute
still
a mystery,
now unfolding
understood while
 waiting
still




Ellecee