Looking Back… #poetry #art #NWCU #photography

I'm looking back

Where were you

when they thought the world might freeze?

computers might not know

which directions to retrieve

were you just starting a new life?

were you a husband or a wife?

holding little hands

singing in a band

were you bereft

at a loved one’s death?

did you like I

wipe many tears from your eyes?

one year on the cusp of a new century

no more plebs, fewer gentry

were you hoping like the rest

that 2000 would not put you to the test?

because …

your loved ones young and old

still had a story to be told

***

In 1999, I was ( yes) a mom with little ones, I sang in a band, I’d seen much sorrow, and waited eagerly for tomorrow…

What about you???

Join us at The New Creative World Union and Wednesday Wake Up Call for a look back in time.

Photography: “I’m Looking Back” Copyright L. Moon 2012

I can hear the chorus #NWCU #poetry #Photography #travel

You stand so still these days

yet in each brick

I hear a phrase

“Gloria in Excelsis Deo”

**

Angels supplication

as your heart’s pour out

remove the suffocation

of these troublesome times

***

For peace our plea hear

good will toward all men

Women’s tears

bathe the earthen floor

***

mine mingle with theirs

in a unified Accapella chorus

that spans these years

between aged walls

Photography: “Sound in the Old Chapel” L. Moon copyright 2006

On a visit to UK, several of us chorused Christmas Carols (in August) in an ancient chapel. The harmonic tones rung so rich off those old brick walls.

Enjoy today at NWCU and Wednesday Wake Up Call hosted by Joanne Eliot.

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The Words Written in the Sky a Triolet Duet #poetry #NWCU

The words in the sky are many and few…

Echoes of Warmth Within

Sun Wisps Down

Fall’s Hues Shine

Echoes of Warmth Within

Fall’s Hues Shine

Contrast of Colors Spin

Echoes of Warmth Within

Sun Wisps Down

***

Brush Strokes Go On Forever

On a Backdrop of Blue

What Words They Don’t Say

Brush Strokes Go On Forever

What Words They Don’t Say

Color Mosaic in Soul Glue

Brush Strokes Go On Forever

On a Backdrop of Blue

This week for  The New World’s Creative Union and Sunday Snap Shot,  I was inspired to perform a duet of color and words with my friend and co-writer Sean Vessey over at Knight’s Heart. It’s been awhile since Sean and I have dueted together so I asked him if he would be willing to duet off each other’s words and this photo rendering of the sky.

Photograph “Painted Sky Lines” L. Moon copyright 2012

Silent Song #nature #photography #poetry #NWCU

Do you hear it – The chorus of silence right before the dawn?

shaking the noise of dreams

eyes lock on silence

pulling herself through

she grabs at a ray or two

and then

sounds beyond the imaginable

birds singing

trees rustling with dancing leaves

color writing a score yet to unfold

with a song none can hear

but the eye can for now behold

Today over at Wednesday Wake Up Call Suzie Clevenger has encouraged us to reflect on silence. Something I am fortunate to have quite alot of these says.

The Last Dance of Fall #nature #poetry #photography #nwcu

Do you hear them? They are the fine ladies of autumn dancing their last dance of the fall.

I am unleashed

nothing holding me back

free to flutter and spin

caught on a breeze

*

I am ecstatic

circling in a spiral

free-falling

colors spin before me

*

yellows, reds, oranges, browns

mingling of copper beauty

others call

“I am free to dance”

*

for that solitary moment

we fill the dance hall

if you listen

you will hear

dresses of every color

filled with the air of excitement

*

a cheer goes forth

we are

celebrating our final

fall


Enjoy George Winston’s Fall Medley
Thanks to New World Creative Union and Sunday Snap Shot  for letting me share the inspiration of Fall today

Photography by L. Moon copyright 10/2012. Tell me what you think of the logo I designed for Snap shot

Shades of Edgar #NWCU #WWUC #poetry #music

Welcome to Wednesday Wake Up Call. I’m in the middle of writing a short story for Halloween so this ghostly “Poe like” prompt hit it for me.

Max Ablitzer  will be performing at the Bush theater in London on November 3. Poetry will be read by Tishani Doshi; it should be quite a night

the ravens

hated birds

dance over your grave

I am jealous

mauled by their “caws”

they get you each day and  through the night

i lost you every day and more so at night

you laugh

I know

I hear it at dusk

as you go…

***

there is nothing left

to pick apart

or the ravens

those black billed beasts

would pick at my heart

taunting

scolding

revealing

each

inner

most

feeling

as

F

o

L

L

Y

!!!!!

Please join us at New World Creative Union and share your creativity.

Moving the Elements #NWCU #microfiction

fire can be moved with a subtle air…

Falling Sun

“I am air” the nymph proudly said to the lion after having her request refused.

“You can neither move me nor displace me. I am fire.”

“Ah we shall see.” the nymph smiled with a half wink

“We shall see…”

Nymphs (especially the air ones) have an uncanny ability to change shape and size.

“It is not a big blow but a small, elemental one required of this beast .” she giggled to herself.

A sleek feline entered the grassy meadow where a maned lion lay fast asleep. She circled first so that the silent air would carry her scent. stealthily she walked up to the beast and whispered “Catch me if you can”

She bounded off into the trees knowing when he caught her scent he would follow. She found another meadowy area and laid down. She rolled crunching the grass and making sure her scent was obvious. Before he arrived, she became a nymph once more and ascended into the trees to watch. He bounded toward the area and waited for her return. He seemed to look sad and displaced but soon roared and fell asleep.

The nymph was tickled but dared not disturb the beast.

“This tea party is the very best you’ve ever had.” all her guests exclaimed. The nymph agreed. The meadow was the perfect setting.

Smiling she thought “Air wins over fiery Mr Lion.”

In the breeze, a lioness returned to the meadow …

Photography “Falling Sun” L. Moon copyright 9/2012

This post is in response to  Natasha Head’s Wednesday Wake Up Call over at New World Creative Union.

Enjoy the photography of Terence Jones and the words he inspires with his art!

New World Creative Union is starting a new Sunday Feature called Snap Shot Sunday where we use the work of photographers to inspire us to create in any media we chose.

I would also urge you to try your hand at photography and share your work with us on Snap Shot Sunday.

Today I interviewed Terence Jones a fabulous photographer. Unfortunately Blogger would not let me enter some of the updated information on Terrence. So here it is:

Terence’s Bio:

I have been a photographer for several years now. After having explored my inclinations to black-and-white available light photography, I ventured into the world of color photography mostly inspired and motivated by the work of Shore. Just to come back to black-and-white now.

I recently moved back to the US, to Atlanta, and I am involved in setting up a new arts project with several fellow photographers. It is called “Punkt . Project” and we set out to depict the world as is, to capture these ephemeral moments. See link , the page is brand new,  we will be adding content and our mission statement over the next week.

Tonight is the last night

I will see the shadows of my past

where the echoes on the cobblestones

reverberate inner trepidation

where I will go from here

my velocipede alone knows

rattling faithfully

away from this night

into the sun’s stream

where grey is only a word

Keep your eye on Terence and the Punkt Project:

http://www.facebook.com/TerenceSJonesPhotography

http://www.facebook.com/PunktPunktProject

A good general source for information on his work is:

http://terencesjones.wordpress.com

 

Girl Ghost #NWCU #photography

Sometimes it’s best not to look at the reflection…

Captive in the frame

Welcome to Wednesday Wake Up Call. I’m hosting today. Hope you enjoy the prompt.

I can’t tell you how long ago it was.

Sometimes it seems like yesterday – the first time I saw her face.

There was something so familiar, though I could not quite define it.

She looks so alone that girl frozen in the mirror.

What was it she saw that caused such terror?

Her eyes are like magnets I can’t look away.

Please tell me your story. I implored on this day.

An icy hand grasped mine and took me to a place behind the staircase.

Things too horrible to be told were there. A place that was beyond cold.

A smile of knowing was glazed on a horrible eyed half face. “you are us now” he grinned.

Now there is a new face in the mirror. I have taken her place.

Please set me free!!!!!

Photograph “Ghostly Image” L. Moon copyright 2011

I took a picture of this painting at a B&B. The mansion had a long history. I wondered if there was a girl captured in a frame.  I think the reflection of the staircase makes the picture more complicated. Would love to know what this inspires in others…

Moon Dance … #poetry #music #photography #NWCU #moon

I’m inspired to dance under the moon to Van Morrison’s Moon Dance – how about you?

Dance with Me


Join us at New World Creative Union for a dance with the arts our prompt for Wednesday Wake Up Call. Thanks to Natasha for a great prompt!

The music beckons through waves of color …

Dance with me

while the night is young

beneath the harvest moon

my dearest one

***

Dance with me

while the night is dark

we move as one

hands caress their mark

***

Dance with me

in the misty glade

hot tendrils rise

nymph takes my place

***

Dance with me

by the light of the moon

morning’s light

will enter much too soon

Van Morrison could always get me to dance / He still can to “Moon Dance

Photograph “Dance Under the Moon”  ~L. Moon copyright 2012