Destiny and fate
Does coincidence exist?
Morning autumn fog
My response to the “Daily Prompt”.
Today’s is Coincidence.
Tag: life
Exploring Sandra Bacchi’s “Watermelons Are Not Strawberries”
Sandra Bacchi, a Pittsburgh based photographer and cinematographer I discovered via Edge of Humanity Magazine. Her current project, “Watermelons Are Not Strawberries” stuns me with its beauty.
‘Watermelons Are Not Strawberries’ is a work-in-progress, as I continually seek to better understand myself and increase my awareness of how I react to challenges related to my experiences as a mother. The photos reveal to me how uncertain and obscure my life became with motherhood. At the same time, there is an undeniable clarity in how my daughters lead the way for me to follow a brighter path as I journey through my everyday life.
My favorite image from this collection. I adore how the girl’s dress blends so well with the tree’s summer-lit leaves.
Also check out We Are All In This Together, another of her collections.
I’m experimenting with sharing more than just my poetry. There are so many beautiful things out there which I desire to share. Our world, so filled with ugliness and rage, needs to see more beauty.
Wishing each of you a refreshing and recharging weekend.
The Freshman Suicide
A freshman committed
Suicide
Died last night,
I hear the wail
Of robbed potential,
The silent home
A room, empty,
Where homework
Should be studied,
Driving lessons
Rehashed,
Proms planned,
Eventually weddings, childbirth
Joyful transition
Parent
To grandparent,
Planning OUR funerals,
Not of a child.
Funerals for children
Brutal
Life is fragile.
On Writing
I entertained other paths
Other work
But this remains strong
I guess I cannot
Escape
Thus I should
Surrender
Into,
Then through,
My fear
Only I shall remain
Numb
Facing life’s cruelty
Weary of watching them crushed
Energy vanished
I need more time
Needing much more time
So much needing to be done
Hints of Autumn leaves
Life is so busy at times, it’s ready to lose focus. I forget what’s important, ending up weary. Remember to focus on what gives you energy, what gives you life.
Too early in the morning
It’s not quite six yet
Which I still find “too early”
The boy’s in high school
I’m still adapting to the high school schedule. That will come. That will come.
Waging Peace
If we all wage peace
Perhaps sanity will reign
Deny destruction
Seattle’s Smoky Air
The smoke will soon clear
And autumn’s blessing will come
Scrubbing the air clean
A New Day
A new beginning
Intersecting new with old
Moving forward now
A new work week starts. What will you accomplish?