Listen #atozchallenge

sculpture - Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux
sculpture – Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux

 

long ago whisper

words carried to distant shores

hope fills my shell

conch in hand

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Have you ever listened to a shell? What has it said?

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Empty Shell #haiku #art #photography

watering eye

next to my footprint

the empty shell of a hermit crab –
Ah! what a sadness

(c) Chèvrefeuille (2012)

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Devoid of feeling

punished by old dreams

carried on a wave

~L. Moon

Thanks to Kristjaan at Carpe Diem for another installation (part 2) of 3 part Vision Quest challenge where we have 24 hours to respond by writing a haiku. Today’s prompt “Empty Shell.”

Artwork: “Tearing Eye” is a pencil drawing layered on top of a photograph of a wave.

Image © Moondust designs

Lost Treasure #poetry #photography

monterey

where did you leave your treasure

I asked of stormy sky

the tide is quick receding

it will retreat and hide

where did you hide the treasure

beneath a shell or brook

I cannot deep go wading

or wet will be my book

where did you leave my treasure

I look into moon’s eye

 a blushing smile revealing

and wearing a disguise

where did you leave your treasure

I hasten now to look

before the sea comes surging

I’ll drown while being o’ertook

blue striations

Where did you leave your treasure???

Sea Calling Me #poetry #photography #tanrenga

sculpture - Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux
sculpture – Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux
echoes of the past
resound into the present
a dream of the sea
(c) Off The Tippet
ripples caress my bare feet
I hear the shell calling me
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Reflection: You can leave the sea but the sea is always part of thee…
Today the Carpe Diem Tan Renga challenge comes from the beautiful haiku by Off the Tippet

Chamber “C” #atoz #poetry #napowrimo #art

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In each chamber there is a world

like chapters in a book

each has its own identity that swirls

In each chamber there is a life

like a nursery of chicks

readying for their first flight

In each chamber there is a compass

a spiral direction

the deep’s nautical corpus

embrace the Nautilus shell

imagine the worlds and stories

that it has to tell

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Photograph: Stock photo

 pen and ink of a Nautilus Shell L. Moon 2013

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Nautilus

Today is C!!!

This year for  A to Z challenge, I am using the Nautilus as my inspiration all month. The shell has many chambers (at least enough to fit all the letters.)  You will find poetry,  You will find some dark stuff (as I am attempting to branch into the horror genre), You will also see a smattering of short stories or prose (some with children in mind) others as lessons that we can all learn from. I look forward to  meeting you and getting to know some talented writers over this month long writing journey. Please check over at the A to Z challenge and see what they are up to; they are a fine bunch of folks.

Rejection

There are so many forms of rejection.

As a writer, the most common form of rejection is when your work isn’t picked out from among the crowd. Rejection in any form has a sting. No one welcomes rejections – that is a certainty.

Divorce is like a prism of rejection. There is so much rejection it gets flung into the environment  From a child’s perspective the parent leaves because they don’t love the child. In other words rejecting the child for greener pastures. Why? The child can’t understand why adults can’t be adult and get along or patch up their differences after all isn’t that why they are adults?

How many times does a guy or a girl feel rejection when the ax falls on the relationship? It can be too much – the prevalent thought – “No one will ever love me again.”  The rejection can be the knife that cuts through the marrow leaving a bleeding and wounded heart.

How do we deal with rejection?

Some people use rejection as an excuse for “getting even.”

A girl or guy, after a break up, may never look at a relationship quite the same. If pain comes at the end why enter into it at all. “Come on love is fleeting” some may surmise.

As a child, I learned  to mask my feelings of rejection by creating an impervious shell. The shell masked my feelings and kept people who wanted to love me out. After all I had learned that love hurts – why embrace something painful. I realize now that pain is part of life -being numb or apathetic closes out all the joys of life.

What can we learn from rejection?

Rejection happens but we don’t need to build a fort around our lives or try to protect our feelings center  to keep rejection from happening again. Rejection can make us more sensitive to others or very callous to others in pain.  Can we escape rejection in this life? I think not!

My daughter is auditioning for a summer musical. About sixty to ninety teens will audition for twelve lead parts. Some will experience the ecstasy of “you made it” but a much larger crowd will be asked to play bit roles and be the chorus. She nailed her audition and got called back. So now she will  be among twenty actors and actresses who will wait to get the thumbs up or the rejection call. As an actress, she knows part of the drama is the rejection in some ways making getting the part that much sweeter.

So what is the answer? Not being sensitive, not caring or is there something else that can sooth the savage beast of  rejection?

The Antidote to Rejection

I have a hero who dealt with rejection in an amazing way. He was ridiculed by family members, his culture, the leaders in his society. A friend turned him in to the local authorities on false charges – money was enough to turn this friend’s heart cold. My hero didn’t ridicule or spit out seething insults – he took the blame though it wasn’t his. He bore the pain of the multitudes.He loved those who hated him.

I realized through his example that the antidote to rejection is timeless – SELFLESS LOVE

Photo:Turning up roses by Todd Huffman (Creative Commons)