Surrender

WE POSSESS THE POWER, BUT HAVE TO LET GO TO FLY.

—janet—

This 11 word challenge was a little complicated, but I like the idea of being limited to just a few words. That being said, I hope my 11 word, self-made “proverb” makes sense.

I could have done better with 3 or 4 more words! I guess you could call this “fortune cookie style.” Anyway, I know that I sometimes boast about my frugality, but I broke down and splurged recently. I bought the new iPhone. I’ve been experimenting and learning for a week or two now and I’m having so much fun!

The featured image is a composite piece consisting of a motion blur background (something else that I’ve been experimenting with), a bird that I photographed ages ago, and a couple of different iPhone app effects. I think it’s safe to say that you can expect a whole new “iPhone image series” in the very near future.

That’s about all for now, so thanks for stopping by!

I’ll be back in a few days to resume my series Life: From A to Z.

Weekend Writing Prompt #196: Write a poem or a piece of prose using the word POSSESS in exactly 11 words.

Seaside Haiku


Sandy toes, bare feet,

Hearts full of wonder and dreams,

Find your rest in me.


In keeping with my thoughts on “balance,” I thought it would be good to get away from the A to Z series and do something different. The old photograph is from a day at the beach with some of my dear friends, and I’ve given it a dash of double exposure and a dreamy glow. I thought it was perfect for this seaside haiku because when your feet are in the sand… your worries seem to melt away.

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: Bare & Full

ABSTRACT JOY

Find a place inside where there’s joy, and the joy will burn out the pain.

JOSEPH CAMPBELL

I thought about JOY all day, ever since I saw the prompt for RDP Saturday. I had visions of a glorious stained glass window—and what I imagined was quite beautiful.

My mom and I finished our shopping today so we experienced great joy, but our feet were tired and not much else was accomplished. I didn’t sit down to work on this until an hour before midnight, as with many nights, and let’s just say it’s been a long evening.

My featured image tonight is nothing like what I imagined, but it has grown on me. I think it’s an emotional piece, because I worked very hard at making lines and symmetry—and then I just let loose and started spinning and changing colors (you would really understand that comment if you saw the original).

I imagined myself like a child, you know… like how they are when they get upset at their coloring project and they start making long hard scribbles all over the page. I think I totally get it now. It’s a release of some sort.

Needless to say, I like it. You can find joy in it if you look for it. I think that’s what I like the most about it. It’s just like life. Joy isn’t always sitting atop your nose, staring you in the face and shouting, “Hey, look at me! I am JOY!”

No… I don’t think joy is like that. Joy is quiet, unassuming, and abstract. And it’s not without it’s downsides, just like my mom and I finding joy in our shopping today, but coming home with tired feet.

And with the current state of the world, JOY is not easy to spot, but it’s there…. Just waiting for you to find it.

Rustic Simplicity


I was excited to take part in this prompt (almost a day late), so I scanned through my images thinking I would find something rustic, like a tree in the woods. I saw the folder with scanned family photographs and found this one of my great great grandfather, and thought it would be so cool for the prompt! Is that rustic or what? And, oh, the simple lives they must have led… From Laboratory to Consumer!

About a month ago I started digging around the internet to work on a family tree, but I’ve barely scratched the surface so far. I think I made it to my great great grandparents on my mother’s side of the family (the Scots-Irish side), so I have a long way to go with her family and then it’s on to my Dads side (his grandfather pictured above).

Talk about a writing prompt; wouldn’t it be fun to write a story based on what you can learn through your family’s history? Hmmm. That’s something to think about. Anyway…

I just thought this would be a fun image to share.


RDP Thursday: Rustic Simplicity

Feeling Festive


I’ve been missing the days of Everything Red. Since my writing time is limited until the holidays are over, and I’m back into the groove of images, I thought I’d resume the old series and try some new reds.

I’ve been wanting to do a Countdown to Christmas of sorts, but wasn’t sure where to go with it… and now I have it. The FESTIVE Reds!

Until next time…

Peace & Love!!

Masquerade

I have a collection,

Of masks that I wear.

Some say “I’m OK,”

Others show that I care.

There’s a smart looking one,

That I wear when I work,

And one that looks angry,

When someone’s a jerk.

A seductress for fun,

And a clown face for play,

And you just never know,

Which I’m wearing today.

I thought this featured image was perfect for the prompt. It’s kind of colorful and fun, but a little eerie—kind of like how I feel about clowns. It’s another one in the collection that was inspired by a Pinterest find, with my own twist on it.

The poem is an exaggeration of how I feel at times, when I start thinking that I’m not being authentic. What I’ve found over time is that much of that has to do with moods. My moods rise and set like the sun and the moon, and change like the seasons, so no one—including myself—is quite sure what the day will bring, or what is coming next.

Anyway, I appreciate the fact that you took a minute to read my poetry, so thank you for that. I hope you found something enjoyable here!


Written for RDP Tuesday: Mask