The inspirational quote from Debbie at Travel with Intent for this photo challenge
“The sea is the vast reservoir of Nature. The globe began with sea, so to speak; and who knows if it will not end with it?”
– Jules Verne
The quote made me think of what I could link from my photos with the above quote. I had an idea but didn’t know how to execute the idea into a photo. I am so glad that Corel PaintShop Pro has great tutorials. I played around for quite a while, changing my mind and photos until I finally said that is enough. It isn’t exactly as I wanted but I didn’t have the photos that my mind wanted.
This mechanical world
wheels turn
cogs interact
pulling
pushing
nature
to the brink.
Polluting her waters
her rivers
her oceans
destroying the sea
vast reservoir of Nature
The Green Glass Goblet
sat upon the shelf.
Luminous.
A present from afar.
Never touched by lips,
never held a liquid.
Just for looking at.
It wasn’t priceless
That Green Glass Goblet.
It was always there.
She always looked at
The Green Glass Goblet
One day, she thought,
I shall take it down
and take a drink. “Life’s just a cocktail party on the street”
But not until Mother
had passed
for Mother forbade
anyone to touch
The Green Glass Goblet
It was a Summers day
when she laid Mother to rest.
Afterwards she came back
to the house
where she spent her life.
Looking after Mother
Looking after the tiny cottage
Looking at The Green Glass Goblet.
Sitting in the kitchen
she thought of the day,
she thought of Mother
and her insistence
that everything had a place. “All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter ’bout Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta”
She thought of the Summer,
perspiration trickling down her back.
Going to the fridge
the cool bottle in her hand
she went to the cupboard
but her eyes went to
The Green Glass Goblet.
Is this the day?
Can I really do it?
What would Mother say? “Ah look at me….I’m shattered”
Perhaps I will have to wash
The never touched
Green Glass Goblet.
Drying her sweaty palms
on the pinafore that
Mother insist she wear, “Look at me, I’m in tatters! I’m a shattered”
a trembling hand reached
straining upwards
to the shelf
where upon sat
The Green Glass Goblet.
With her treasure
finally in her hands
she opened the bottle
Champagne
What better way
to drink
from the Green Glass Goblet “Love and hope and sex and dreams”
The bubbly liquid
spilled from the bottle
into the Green Glass Goblet
Lifting it to her lips
she murmured
To Mother
At last
A drink from
The Green Glass Goblet “Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex Look at me, I’m in tatters I’m a shattered”
The Champagne
bubbled at the corners
of her mouth.
Running down her neck
onto that pinafore
Mother insisted she wear
in case of a situation
just like this.
Laughing
she let the Green Glass Goblet
slip from her fingers. “Does it matter? (shattered) Does it matter?”
“I like to photograph anyone before they know what their best angles are.” – Ellen Von Unwerth
In the throes of passion
ones attentions
are not drawn
to the surroundings.
Never notice
who may be there,
waiting,
camera poised.
An intimate moment,
caught unaware,
captured,
forever.
Thanks to Prior from Priorhouse Blog for nominating me to try out this challenge.
This is for all the bloggers who are all around the world and come into my world as I go into theirs.
“. . and if our lives
should never quite entwine –
our friendship
lights my understanding
of your world,
and sheds a gentle lustre
upon mine. . .”
Nanushka came into my life from my Mother. She saw Nanushka, whose real name is Nan Whitcomb, on TV and knowing my love of poetry gave me a book, The Thoughts of Nanushka one Christmas. I now have 4 volumes of Nan’s poetry which inspire me in my life and remind me of my parents. Now I enjoy sharing her poetry with others. The way I write poems is based on the way she writes poetry I guess.
Thanks to Prior from Priorhouse Blog for nominating me to try out this challenge.
Some lyrics just resonate with my being. I love our natural world and the biodiversity that dwells within it. Peter Sinfield has a way of painting a world with his words and music.
“He strolls the speckled toadstool way
To join the elfin court in play
The brown owl hoots upon the oak
The foxes howl and the green frogs croak
As through the wood to a marvelous moon
He blows the notes of an elfin tune”
Thanks to Prior from Priorhouse Blog for nominating me to try out this challenge.
I usually have photos of all sorts of stuff, so thinking of a quote to share is different. My first comes from Jimi Hendrix. His words conjure images that can float with the music.
Little Wing
“Well, she’s walking through the clouds,
With a circus mind that’s running wild,
Butterflies and Zebras,
And Moonbeams and fairy tales.
That’s all she ever thinks about.
Riding with the wind.”
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