Listen in Sorrow #birds #poetry #loss

pencil bird

happy you tend to the garden

waking me daily with song

bringing cheer never sorrow

I find myself singing along

*

more work is there in the morrow

gather and fashion a nest

complaints never are filed

rarely do you stop for a rest

*

little one out in the wet storm

no jacket to fend off the rain

grateful for your reminder

sun always follows the pain

*

I take my pen sadly to paper

to write about someone I love

gone toward braodened horizons

taken gently to heaven above

*

spring raindrops

birds joyful refrain

tears fall freely

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Today at Poet’s United the prompt is Birds.

This haibun is lovingly written for my father-in-law Robert who left us today.

Sand’s Prisoner #art #atozchallenge

sand sculpture

shoeless I emerge from the deep

sand clings to every crease

a giant among men

my story they don’t believe

Gulliver I am not

but I understand his plight

casting me in bronze

will eliminate all flight

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The Awakening is a fantastic sculpture by artist Seward Johnson at the National Harbor in Maryland.

Have you ever been buried under the sand?

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A Part of the Whole #photography #haiku

woman sculpture

I used to whole

surgery took more than it gave

now – half a woman

This sculpture stands in one of the clinics I visit.  I admire the sculptor but I have an odd feeling when I look at this woman.

The photo challenge this week at Word Press is Half and Half.

One Wish #photography #shortstory #amwriting

stone wish

There it was after I strived for so many years. Looking high and low, I had searched for the one  place that my inheritance – the key fit into. There was a beautiful image of a woman. I’m not sure if she was a fairy, but I could sense magic in her midst.

“Put out your hand,” her voice lovely and serene.

In my opened hands, she dropped a stone.

“Choose wisely for there is only one that you will be given and with that wish a consequence.”

I opened my mouth to ask a question. She delicately placed her finger on my lips and was gone.

“I’ve heard about these situations in stories. They never seem to end quite right.”

I heard the breeze and it seemed to laugh – just a bit.

“Choose what?” I looked at the stone hoping for an answer.

“I wish I could phone a friend about this.” I cupped my hands over my mouth realizing too late my mistake.

There in front of me in the middle of the wilderness was yes you guessed it –  a phone.

silver phone

I have to say it was beautiful. It looked like my grandmother’s old phone with one major difference her phone was made of some kind of tough plastic and this was wrought of silver. It sparkled as the sun’s rays played with it.

“What am I going to do with you?” I sat down trying to figure out who to call.

Just then the phone rang.

“Hello?” I said a little off balance.

“I had to call you. I had the weirdest premonition that you had turned into a flat, silver person.”

I laughed at my sister; holding the receiver, I was unable to respond.

sculpture

 

 

The prompt for today at DP Photo Challenge is Achievement. 

 

Dailypost:Beauty #photography #nature

The gift of the eye

to behold nature’s art

sculpted from stone 

carried from flower to flower

radiating smiles

like sunshine

to the world

The wordpress dpchallenge is Beauty 

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Perfect Fit #poetry #Rodin #sculpture #atoz #napowrimo

Cathedral - Rodin
Cathedral – Rodin

He grasps for my hand

my hand reaches for his

once we fumbled

now it’s  natural

a dance of two swans

swimming effortlessly

distant stars

twinkling in unison

fingers that fit

perfectly together

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Montage of Sadness #haiku #photography #art

we have become one

in our sorrows and sadness

sharing pain’s path

***

sadness of the day

sucks color and all light

leaving dark decay

***

believe my sadness

revelation of life’s soul

fallen no rising

Photography: “One Image to Two” L. Moon copyright 2012. This shadowed image taken of sculptor Alberto Giocometti’s fine bronze piece – “The Chariot”

 

Carpe Diem’s Haiku prompt today was sadness

World Race #atoz #flashfiction #Rodin

I didn’t realize there was a world race for the discovery which my colleagues and I had spent the better part of our lifetime researching.

Yes there could be money, recognition…

but that is not why

Does a singer have to sing?  

an artist sculpt or paint?

We had to discover

we were so close…

My world as a child was the think tank of Stanford University. My mind filled with science. While most kids were putting together Tinker Toys, I was studying bones (really old bones.) I got my break – the opportunity to work in medical research starting at the age of 13 (they kinda fudged on my age.) I saw and learned much. Scientific discoveries seemed to be made every day…

This is a flash fiction for my friend Galen aka Mr Know it All who has been in the hospital. Get well soon G-man.

and this is “W” for the wrap up week of the A to Z challenge.

Photography: Public Domain picture of Rodin’s sculpture “The Burghers  of Calais “in front of the Stanford Quad