The world reels by, unfurling at 90 miles an hour. At this speed, travel gains the sense of dance even on a relatively straight, flat interstate such as this section of I-395. I am aware of the countryside, the gentle undulations of the valley floor contrasting the angular gyrations of slowly eroding hillsides; I am aware of the thinning stands of Joshua Tree and can pick out a few individual shapes for their magnificence or their decrepitude; I notice the snowline band so evenly frosting the hill tops, that I am climbing toward the line, that I am now above it and that the snow along the roadside proceeds from spare dollops to a thin crust with mesquite poking through.
Category: Landscape
To ride
It’s a little like water skiing, slalom, on a lake of glass. The sand between scattered clumps of thorny, ground-hugging scrub. Tires floating. Subtle adjustments on the handlebars as the tail slides, as the bike leans and yaws, as the turn that will right it comes around, slowly, slowly. Pedaling, pedaling.
Heavy Rail
Surprised
I am
As always
I am
As always
While steel rails compress
Concrete ties depress
And the ground rumbles
Trembling underfoot
The quality of light
There are colours in the sky
I had never seen
And patterns in the world
I could never know
I had never seen
And patterns in the world
I could never know
Until I looked through a lens
Clicked the shutter
And took the latent image home
To explore the possibilities
Painting with Stardust
Time
And chance
Some physics
And chemistry
And chance
Some physics
And chemistry
All the brushes
Nature requires
To paint with stardust
On the canvas of existence
Beauty ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #18
Beauty in the beholder’s eye
As if we create the beauty
As if we create the beauty
But Nature in all her ways
When left to her own devices
She paints and sculpts
Beauty undeniable
That is just the Way
The Dao, Nature’s way
Beautiful is
All that follows the Way
Grappling with Infinity
When I want to grapple with infinity
I go to the ocean
And imagine an endless sea
Of unfathomable depth
Beneath a boundless sky
I go to the ocean
And imagine an endless sea
Of unfathomable depth
Beneath a boundless sky
Personal Armageddon
Nothing affects our perception of living
Quite so deeply as the death
Of someone who became
An intricate part of our being
Quite so deeply as the death
Of someone who became
An intricate part of our being
Insights and memories and loved ones come
But cannot fill the emptiness
A loss of self
Nearly as profound
As the loss of another
Alcatraz
From the tower
I frame in the traffic circle
My pickup truck at the bottom
Holding Alcatraz in the bay
Looking so peaceful
I frame in the traffic circle
My pickup truck at the bottom
Holding Alcatraz in the bay
Looking so peaceful
Before the Sun
Before the sun
Unsaturated pastels
Hushed details
Settled sea
Slumbering land
Quiet calm