a blue landscape
by Sheri Edwards • • 0 Comments
a blue landscape
Sometimes we need a break, a time to just reflect on a moment — like today with sun melting the snow, revealing the browned grass, soaking its melt into the dormant earth as my kitten explored the outside for her first outing.
How about a poem?
It stares back at you — it’s glare so bright you need sunglasses— that blank page where no words want to go.
You know they are there, on a branch, hiding. Perhaps you’ve planned a picnic, and you say, “Oh dear. I forgot the strawberry jam.” But when you get home, no jam. You just forget, shrug your shoulders. And back in…
connect reading news to my feelings of it. A little reflection to what might be
If you need a break from serious blogging, try some fun poetry with Wendy’s challenge.
Through play and collaboration, we understood the power of ideas shared in ever varied ways according to the best choice of presentation
May the force of our dots better the world!
a writeout in the park and public places
Celebrate your life,
Share your day with others; sense
the essence of us.
During our #writeout twitter chat [archives], we were asked to choose a photo from the #writeout photo feed and write a haiku. The haiku are archived here. I choose Sarah Honeychurch’s Shetland Isles photo because the haiku just wrote itself:…
Days scorch; work is hard.
Picnic area brings peace:
Brown Find them Wandering the parks, protecting all within people, creatures, habitat– Just look for the hat: Brown, Large-brimmed trimmed in dark brown leather hiding the sun deflecting the rain, worn by the ranger within the park’s domain,…
a canopy six hundred years old filters
Where once did moccasins walk
When the world’s busy
dawdle away on your own;
the shore is pleasant.