Tag: travel

Poetry by Patrick JenningsSep 1, 20187:19 pm

Morning Light

The morning light
Lazily
Through the mist
Highlights fall
On leading edge
While shadows spread
Beyond the stone
On darkened seas
With riffling waves
Curling round
The citadels
Like cirrus clouds
In gentle skies
Blue on blue
White on white
The sea
The sky
In harmony

Olympus OM-2 by Patrick JenningsAug 26, 20183:36 pm

Pix to Words ~ Volume I :: Harmony in Word and Form

Pix to Words Magazine ~ Volume I

I promised myself way back in 2015, “I’ll publish a book based on Pix To Words if I reach 500 followers by the end of the year.” I did, but I didn’t, so now I finally am. Motivated to provide something people could take home from my gallery exhibit, Harmony in Word and Form, now showing at Gallery Bistro, and also something to share a bit of the gallery experience with those who can’t possibly make it to the gallery, I present Pix to Words Magazine ~ Volume I. The magazine features most of the photographs, poetry and stories appearing in the gallery exhibit, with a couple additions thrown in.

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 15, 201812:07 pm

Here, NOW, Boy, Mother, Aunt, Kashgar, Xinjiang, China

Gesture ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #148

One need not read nor write
Nor even understand
A single word here spoken
To know the story
In the gestures
A narrative
As old as time

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 5, 20181:08 pm

Love in Silhouette, Amphitrite Point, Wild Pacific Trail, Ucluelet, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada

Neither Princess nor Prince… but, Love

If this were the end of the world
I would still have to sail
Beyond the horizon
To be worthy of your love

She said

He laughed
Then leaned down to kiss her

Stern, she held him off

I’m not worthy yet

But couldn’t hold the moment
As he searched her eyes

She laughed
Pulled him to her
And kissed him

Hard

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 2, 20188:48 pm

Authentic

Quiet mind
Breathe

If nothing comes
Find a prompt
(Photographs usually work.)
Start again

Breathe
Quiet mind

Write what comes
Don’t argue with the words

It’s OK to not like what they say
Write them anyway

It’s OK to not have the right words

Write down the wrong words
The right ones can be found later

Wait or pause whenever it feels
Like the words aren’t coming… yet
Or the meaning isn’t right… yet
And the right way isn’t present… yet

Quiet mind
Breathe

Take the time
To let them come
To let them flow

When they flow
Don’t stop

Stop, when it feels OK to stop
Stop, when the words feel true

If the words feel true
They are authentic

Whether or not they seem beautiful
Whether or not they seem important
Whether or not they seem angry
Whether or not they seem loving
Whether or not they seem … whatever

This is the hard part

Whether or not they hurt a little to read
Or hurt a lot

It seems, though
Authentic words are never hurtful
Nor bitter
Nor righteous
There is no deceit in them
Nor guile

The ego is not authentic

Not all words which come
Need to be shared
Even authentic ones
Some words were only ever intended
To speak truly to a readership of one

But, consider sharing them anyway
The word could use a little more
Authenticity

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 28, 201811:03 pm

Goosenecks State Park, San Juan River, Utah, United States of America

Trust the Flow

I make my way
Down winding path

Though much I seem
To go astray

Just trust the flow
To lead the way

So long as I
Keep steady craft

Row with the main
And level stay

I’ll reach the calm
Upon this raft

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 26, 201810:54 pm

Alpine Daisy Aster Close, Buller Mountain, Spray Valley Provincial Park, Alberta, Canada

Unbroken

In the shadows
On the periphery
Core hidden away

I observe the violence
The hurt
The suffering

Detached
Feeling nothing

To feel would be
To shatter

So strong because

So fragile

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 25, 20187:00 am

Sunset and Alpen Glow over Jasper, Amber, Violet and Indigo, Jasper Sky Tram, Jasper National Park, Alberta, Canada

Jasper Butterfly

Over Jasper
Where sunset meets the alpenglow
Amber mingles with the violet and indigo

Here am I
On the cusp of the sky
While far below
Rivers and life
In endless flow

Reminding myself
Of the importance
Of even one small voice
In the tide of events

Like the butterfly
In Beijing
I flutter
Back down to the valley
Where I ride the flow
Singing
From the depth of my soul

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 24, 20181:43 pm

Encroaching Twilight, Jasper Skytram, Jasper National Park, Alberta, Canada

Peaks ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #145

I rise up
Above it all
See the world
Beyond the peaks
Touch the sky
Breathe in space
Feel the Earth
Beneath my feet
Await the stars
Infinity

Existence set
In time and place
Yet all at once
I’m every where
I’m every thing
I’m not at all

To be
And not
To be

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJun 22, 201810:01 pm

Violet

The violet
Behind my eyes
Followed on
The indigo
Which followed still
The cobalt blue
Where once was just
Obsidian

From the black
My spirit rose
Found the path
Where current flows
The energy
Connects us all
And me to me
The deepest part
I come to know
In violet light
Is bathed