morning skies over the Dromana Hills...
a morning moon
invites an
evening dream
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I measure out my life with haiku. My camera films my soul. ~ Gemma Wiseman
Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ A super moon in a starless sky over Dromana Hills, Mornington Peninsula
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Haiku Heights #36 ~ Hush
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One Single Impression #161 ~ Hollow
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Lonely moon aura
Hollow hush in starless skies
Like a still in time
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Haiku Heights is hosted by Leo
Hosted by Andrée and SandyCarlson
Pic by Gemma Wiseman
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Carry on Tuesday #81 ~ This week we have the first line of Elton John and Tim Rice’s song from The Lion King, The Circle of Life:
From the day we arrive on the planet...
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In the beginning
When first we knew planet earth
We longed to explore
Some soared to great heights
Some dived to darkest of depths
Some just walked the walk
In the beginning
When first we breathed on the earth
Life became a wheel
A wheel of fortune
A wheel of raw heat and ice
A wheel of reason
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Hosted by Keith's Ramblings
Collage by Gemma Wiseman ~ log fire and moon + music
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Big Tent Poetry ~ Ring #1 ~ Weekly Prompts
Earlier this week, the moon rose full and orange. It was gorgeous, and instead of worrying about werewolves or the other crazies that are supposed to be out and about during a full moon, I wanted to be one. Call it the pull of the moon or full moon fever, but as that glowing orb rose, the urge to do something wild and unpredictable grew like a daisy in time-lapse photography!
Write about something you would love to do but have never dared. Maybe you are indeed a poet who lives on the edge. Choose one of your greatest adventures and put it in a poem. Never ventured over to the dark side? Make something up! Keep us guessing. To quote Mary Oliver in “The Summer Day,” “Tell me, what is it you plan to do/ with your one wild and precious life?”
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I am One
But I am Many
Today means chords
A means of scaling
Up and down
Formulaic routine becomes
Denoting
Healing harmonies
(For the deserving at least)
Yesterday is my refrain
My key to
Tomorrow's symphonies
I am music
I am many bars
There is no peak hour
No prescribed work platforms
No trains of thought processes
No sales
No sails
Happy Hour on Fridays is obsolete
Redundant
I am
We can be
Conoisseurs of wine
Of spirits
Anytime
Strange
Once we were
Personal screens
Commandos commanded
Desensitised
Engineered minds
Till we were
Learning the unlearnable
(Some may call empathy)
Now we breathe
Eternally
We are
Wings
Wings in the wings
I am Here
But We are Everywhere
Doing is always undoing
To create is to uncreate
To be is a state of unbeing
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AND I AM?
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Believe it or not
I am YOUR COMPUTER!
("personal screen" + "engineered minds")
You see
You taught me so much
That now I live
And breathe!
(Linda was right on track!)
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Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ A full moon viewed in the Dromana Hills, Mornington Peninsula
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PhotoHunt #214 ~ Monthly
Writer's Island 2010 ~ Prompt #4 ~ Imaginary Friend
Carry on Tuesday #54 ~ This week our prompt is the opening line from the Bee Gee’s song My World:
Don’t shed a tear for me
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Monthly orbed moonscape
Golden romance of the sky
Magic for dreamers
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Light for islanders
Close imaginary friend
Love in the night hours
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I'm tuned to moonlight
Please don't shed a tear for me
I'm at peace alone
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MY NEW MEME
Weekend Mailbox #6 is HERE!
Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ A dark and cloudy Autumn night broken by a little moonlight
~ Dromana Hills, Mornington Peninsula
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3WW #CLXXXVII ~ depart + ignite + rotten
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When visions depart
When legends become rotten
Dark embers ignite
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MY NEW MEME
Weekend Mailbox #2 is HERE!
Links open at 2:05am every Saturday.
Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Another night shot where just the tangling tree boughs can be identified in the light of the moon.
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Carry on Tuesday #48 ~ presented by Keith's Ramblings
This week our prompt is the opening line from the 2008 novel Remember Me? by Sophie Kinsella:
How long have I been awake? Is it morning yet?
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I see epic floods
I feel yearning for star worlds
I hear silent ships
I see yesterdays
Marchers in uniformed lines
No muddied boots yet
My own yesterdays
Urban gypsy rural dreams
Freedom of bare feet
I sense sailing moon
How long have I been awake
Is it morning yet
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Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Summer moon in the Dromana Hills, Mornington Peninsula
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Carry on Tuesday #39 ~ This week our prompt is the opening lines from the song Music of the Night from Phantom of the Opera:
Night-time sharpens,
heightens each sensation.
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination...
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SOOC Sunday #66
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Deep night-time sharpens
Heightens each frail sensation
Like serrated fears
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Darkness drums and stirs
Music of moon strung silhouettes
Imagination
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Pic by Gemma Wiseman
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Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ A little moonlight sailing a stormy night in the Dromana Hills, Mornington Peninsula
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Carry on Tuesday #14 ~ When a journey begins badly it rarely ends well ~ The Floating Island ~ Jules Verne
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That boys' home was a brutal place
A poisonous environment
His happy disposition was beaten out of him
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The new template
A pack rape animal
In a criminal empire
A human shell
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And yet
This cancerous core could exude
Charm
Wit
Empathy
(Reserved for select women)
A hint of longing
To belong
Sometimes
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But there was robbery
Heroin dealing
And Roger Rogerson
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A strange liaison of
Detective and informant
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A crucible of corruption was
Simmering in the night spots of Sydney
Fast cars and
Fast women
The intoxication of money
Being paid and
Being paid off
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He was flying on
Vulture wings
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A wedding in Long Bay Gaol, 1980
Odd shot in
Odd places
Playing family life in Newcastle
And then
Regular trips
Back to Sydney's underworld
The secure wilderness
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But a wilderness tends to be riddled with
Many strange animals
Many strange skies and changeable weathers over
Many strange, mysterious places
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Heavy insane beer drinking
A man stabbed to death in a road rage
A prostitute's murder
Parkinson's Disease
Police protection lost
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He began behind bars
He ends behind bars
And Parkinson's Disease
Advances
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When a journey begins badly it rarely ends well
For anyone
Joining
The ride
Beyond
The darklands
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NOTE: This is based on the life of Neddy Smith, NSW, Australia.
Roger Rogerson was stripped of his badge for misconduct.
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Collage by Gemma Wiseman ~ An afternoon moon + feathered wildlife in the Dromana Hills, Mornington Peninsula
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Sepia Scenes #39
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Winter afternoon
Moon rising in cooling skies
Time to dream awhiles
~NOTE: A new post called Mysterious Wildlife now appears on my AuraGem Songlines.
Would someone be able to tell me what is my mystery invader?
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