I measure out my life with haiku. My camera films my soul. ~ Gemma Wiseman
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Friday, September 30, 2011
Clouds on the March
Bulbous clouds marching into Dromana
Parade of white clouds
An army of gentle fists
Making decisions
Hosted by Sandy Wren Sylvia
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Thursday, September 29, 2011
Height of Haiku Challenge ~ Rhythm
When the car is parked in the rain and you are sitting inside the car, it is amazing to see how rain rhythms constantly re-create the regular shapes and colours outside.
Here, the red car looks as if it is suffering ongoing battering and the front of the mall behind looks like a passing wave!
Then there is the overall misty effect!
Height of Haiku Challenge
Haiku Heights #87 ~ Rhythm
Changed shapes and colours
Rain rhythm on a windshield
Re-shapes outside worlds
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Wednesday, September 28, 2011
White Spray
Height of Haiku Challenge ~ Charm
Waters roll in at Rye Back Beach on Westernport Bay.
Height of Haiku Challenge
Haiku Heights #86 ~ Charm
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Watery Wednesday
Magical drama
Charm of dancing blue waters
Powers of the sea
Hosted by 2sweetnsaxy aka T. Bruce
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Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Height of Haiku Challenge ~ Poise
Monday, September 26, 2011
Height of Haiku Challenge ~ Phoenix
Phoenix Rising is a special company offering bike rides round the Mornington Peninsula and Melbourne.
You can just see the name on the left side of the car.
My first post on this group 29.09.08 is HERE!
Height of Haiku Challenge
Haiku Heights #84 ~ Phoenix
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Mellow Yellow Monday
My bikey spirit
Being free to ride the winds
A phoenix rising
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Hosted by Drowsey Monkey
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Empty Matchbox
Poetics ~ Say It Again, Sam
He walks so low in naked woes
The moonlight films his desperate way
The trees are armed with thorny bows
The wind of fears so softly blows
The sounds of midnight crimp his day
He walks so low in naked woes
His yesterdays were jewelled glows
The sounds of dreams seemed here to stay
The trees are armed with thorny bows.
The creeping hush of winter snows
Blue summer now will turn to grey
He walks so low in naked woes.
The creeping hush of gutted rose
Our summer boat becomes my sleigh
The trees are armed with thorny bows.
No more the joy of market shows
His little matchgirl whisked away
He walks so low in naked woes
The trees are armed with thorny bows.
Sea Horse Lair
Shadows play round the sea horse lair at Dromana beach
Shadow Shot Sunday #175
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Height of Haiku Challenge
Haiku Heights #83 ~ Poet's Choice
Just another beach
But mind the little sea horse
Guarding his treasures
P.S. This is actually just a boatshed on Dromana beach, but don't tell the sea horse!
Hosted by Tracy @ Hey Harriet
Haiku Heights is hosted by Leo
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Height of Haiku Challenge ~ Lost
Friday, September 23, 2011
Height of Haiku Challenge ~ Water
Thursday, September 22, 2011
The Pillars of the Earth ~ Poetic Review
Twelfth century England...
Baudy confusions and
Debauched hangings and
Wars
Stage the rise of
Kingsbridge cathedral
William thwarts peace with greed
King Stephen barely rules
Maud is a an intimidating shadow
And King Henry keeps royalty firing
But
Prior Philip finds his identity
And his purpose
Tom leaves a legacy beyond his dreams
Ellen of the forest and Aliena of the castle
Colour the medieval world with
A "no nonsense" female voice
And Jack builds a bridge with
European fashion
Finally
William thwarts William when
Thomas Beckett becomes
A martyr
A hero
The final sign that
Building pillars on earth
Can only be
A beginning...
Blue on Blue
Fall/Spring Photo Challenge 2011
Write a poem to the photo Blue on Blue no longer than thirty lines then submit your piece to theriverpaper@gmail.com with Photo Challenge in the subject no later than September 25, 2011. The winner will be announced in Issue 15 on September 30, 2011.
Palette of blues...
Blue skies paint
Earths in
Whispers of
Blue
Mirrors
Memories
Reflecting in
Blue
Misty
Veils
A still
Treasured
Moment
Drifts into
The yearning beauty of
Blue melancholy
Dreams of
The soul
Set free
To sing...
The blues
Sing...
Height of Haiku Challenge ~ Bullseye
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Icy Drops
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Height of Haiku Challenge ~ Feather
Monday, September 19, 2011
Height of Haiku Challenge ~ Bold
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Trai_n_n_n_n_n_n_n_n_s
Poetics – Trai_n_n_n_n_n_n_n_n_s
It was a steam train
Sweet steam scents hustled round the carriages in the early evening light
Inside
The stiff pews vinyled in deep greens or matt black
Waited for patience to deal with them on the long journey
Our long journey was from Sydney and west to the Blue Mountains
To the gateway of the Blue Mountains
Springwood
I don't remember much about the journey
(I was just a very young child)
But the swaying motion gave me
A fickle calmness
A peace
I hadn't felt in days
Finally
We reached a station that loomed
With blaring lights
From the dark of darkness
Light flashed across my mother's face
It was marbled
Cold
Her hat
Her black
Sweeping hat
Crushed all sense
That this was my mother
Taking me on some adventure
There was just the feeling
That we were boxed here
Carted to an Auntie's home
(An auntie I had never met)
And somehow
This Auntie would
Soothe some balm
And somehow
The recent death of my father
Would be
All right
Beauty Before Chaos
My climbing, crazy bean plant begins its tortuous journey with some pretty Spring flowers.
Here it is climbing round my verandah!
I have taken the photo on an unusual angle to enhance the shadows!
Shadow Shot Sunday #174
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Height of Haiku Challenge
Haiku Heights #76 ~ Poet's Choice
The bean plant journey
Living sweet and sour dining
Like calm before storm
Hosted by Tracy @ Hey Harriet
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Archive of Blog Quotes
- A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent
- Autumn is an introspective season when stray thoughts of the mind dive into the mystique of the soul - Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn is the bridesmaid of Summer and the flowergirl of Winter ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn whispers the tones of yesterday in a minor key ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Love is born / With a dark and troubled face, / When hope is dead / And in the most unlikely place; / Love is born, / Love is always born. - Michael Leunig's Christmas Song Cycle "Southern Star"
- Spring paints the stars of heaven in Earth colours ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Summer sizzles with a sibilant hush / Broken by dreams of / Clinking ice ~ Gemma Wiseman
- The object of a new year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul. - G.K. Chesterton
- Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. - Stanley Horowitz
- Winter is the fire, simmering lonely in the soul ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Winter is the shadow, the etching of the seasons in the mist ~ Gemma Wiseman
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