Category: Abstract

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Nature's Architect, Fortress on a Hillside, Portland, Victoria, Australia

fortress ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #274

towers and citadels
ramparts and parapets
fortress on the hillside
set afire in the morning sun

battles fought
war rages on
death visits here
still more to come

one strong heart
with will of stone
resolve of iron
but moments late

her final breath
his broken cry
their eyes now glazed 
with death and grief

reign of tears
a rain of years
for one still form
her light now passing

towers and citadels
ramparts and parapets
fortress on the hillside
with darkness do the losses come

time withers
all good hope
but for love’s
illuminance 

five hundred years
lives pass along
’til one strong heart
revived by dreams

a love once lost
was born anew
he holds the hand
of one once dead

knows the heart
which then fell still
now beats again
in true love’s breast

time’s never still
nor linear
where once was love
love’s never lost

towers and citadels
ramparts and parapets
fortress on the hillside
rememb’ring love can’t be undone

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Parallelograms, circles and organics, Surrey Public Library, BC, Canada

Geometry ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #269

Geometries of Euclidean beings
Dominate the irregular perfections
Of organic patterns

And I
A lover of both
Math and nature
Am left unsure

Which is
The greater beauty

Is such judgment
Even necessary

Or wise
After all

Beauty itself
Is the construct
Of an eye
And a mind

Who am I to say
What you should find

Beautiful

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Golden Bowl, Bridge Studios, Vancouver, BC, Canada

Light ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #267

Once the light entered the bowl
Something magical happened
Something I’ll probably
Never fully understand

The light coalesced
Hardened
Formed swirling tendrils
Of incandescence

Well
I understood one thing

Light was alive

No
Not alive

Conscious

And what I was witnessing
Was the comingling
Of unmanifested being
One each to a tendril

Swimming as if a school of fish
In a golden bowl
Struck just the right way
By the sun

And then it was gone
Light
Was merely light
Again

But some trick of the cosmic tail
Had let me in on the secret
Because in an instant
I’d known

Light
Is love
And love
Is light

When we are unmanifested
In this purest spirit form
We know this as surely as
The necessity of a breath

We know it in a way
A brain cannot grok
But our manifest purpose
The meaning of our existence

Is to remember

And for a moment
Looking into a sunlit bowl
I remembered

A glimpse of the unknowable
Out of the corner of my eye

A memory I struggle to keep
Every day

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Autumn's Lingering Hues, Pacific Spirit Regional Park, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada copy

Vibrance ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #266

 Recall the vibrance
Once displayed in many hues
Now no more than trace remains
Though brightness scattered
Here and there

Decay sets in
Drains true nature
Of its lifely due
Thus am I left
With naught but mem’ries

Fading fast

Remiss this guard
Of summer past
Which lingers still
In so few leaves
Fallen to the forest floor

There soon enough
Back to earth
Will they be drawn
And all that was
Will then be gone

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Yellow Chair, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Sunshine ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #264

It waited for her
The little yellow chair
At the back of the house
In the little nook
Hidden away
From anyone’s eyes

Late afternoon sunshine
Filtered through
The winter boughs
Eaves and overhangs
Sheltered her
From the usual Vancouver rain

But today
The sun
Fell on
Her little sunshine chair

A cigarette
And long moments
Filled with thoughts
Without consequence
Smalltalk daydreams
To pass the time
In seeming silence
While she chattered
With herself
About nothing

Beside the red house
Which was all red inside
Though the walls were white
And the Late Colonial furniture
In browns and blues

A quiet little moment
Of no small function
Before returning to
The dysfunction within

A small, life-saving moment
Of manufactured sunshine
Amplified
By the trickle of sun
Passing through naked branches

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Glass Bust, an icy face

Ice ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #261

His was a visage of ice
Cold, chiseled
A frosty burn to the touch
Which not even the fire
Of his desire
Could melt

It protected him
It destroyed him

It hardened him
It betrayed him

For anyone could see
Just below the surface
The heat his coldness
Would never emit

His was a visage of ice
Cold, chiseled
A frosty burn to the touch
Which not even the fire
Of his desire
Could melt

It protected him
It destroyed him

It hardened him
It betrayed him

For anyone could see
Just below the surface
The heat his coldness
Would never emit

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Touching, Time Exposure of some Random Netflix Show

Touching ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #256

In that blur
Of existence

When space becomes time
And time becomes space
When love becomes all possibility
And possibility infinite
And time timeless

I will find you
And always will

Because this is the thing
Between you and I
The connection without reason
The being without purpose
Except that we are always

Together

Whether far apart
Or side-by-side
Decades may pass
Without a touch
Though we are always

Touching

In the end
That is all we need know
About the unknowable