avian wings spread man strive for winds of change flight patterns the same The WordPress Photochallenge this week is “Look Up” So many great things to see as you are looking up in our world – enjoy.
Lift, weight, drag nature needs no calculation elements take flight * birds effortless soar seasons provide inspiration view from the eyrie * uncontrolled the wind my mind shifts to the stars blinded by moon dust The prompt for Poet’s United Midweek Motif is “Wind Power.” Photo: Exhaust pipes Space Shuttle Discovery ©moondustdesigns 2014
* One day from Japan to Guam, a P-3 crew of 12 flew into a tempest. In the face of death, some grasped for metal others crumpled straws; I held to confidence in my God. For hours we were tossed like a mere play thing; it seemed impossible that a craft could hold together against such […]
Today- I watched a bee as it circled ’bout a rose examining too close I inhaled with my nose Today- I watched a deer she hid amongst the trees clever nature seems camera only caught the leaves Today- I heard a child questioning things that flew inspired eyes so blue I grasp knowledge anew (and […]
keep straight down this block, then turn right where you will find a peach tree blooming © Richard Wright bumping into you constantly looking up so much to see I love the realistic haiku of Richard Wright- he gives haiku a new voice! Please enjoy other haiku in the same stream over at Carpe Diem […]
They looked up to the sky wondering how the birds might Men in their minds worked puzzling over to flight Time after time they tried always another glitch falling apart at the seams so unlike the finch trials they persevered eager to gain height broken bones and wings brothers were named Wright higher and […]
Innovation converges with history causing our minds to fly upside down Today’s WordPress Photography Challenge – Converge The plane photographs are from the Air and Space Museum – Dulles
First day on the job put away the dog eared manuals unbutton the cowling I muse: she’s bigger in real life than the pictures “no, I don’t need a rag I’m not afraid of a little grease” my hands caress her cutting myself on a sharp edge first blood spilt I smile as my […]