Free Me ~ Haiku


 

Choking hazy smoke

Another red sun looming

Free me on sailed sea

 

~ Emily C.

7.6.17

 

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Day 6:  Smoke is still here. I can smell it in the house when I opened the bedroom door this morning to the hall where it’s an obvious contrast. But, then sitting in the house, one acclimates to it.

I have been running HEPA air purifiers with brand new filters round the clock, and have only opened the doors briefly in morning or night to let the cool air in for a bit. And even THAT has been enough to make it smell smokey in here. Check out my filter picture, the one on the left was new on Thursday. The one on the right is unused. Look at all that dirt caught in only 3 days. Crazy! Glad its in there and not my lungs, but I do feel it a bit anyway.

The first two pics are from Sigma Shreedharan again. Yucky air makes for great art!

The third pic is mine off my back deck at sunset. We are still dealing with heat, but it’s only in the high 80s instead of high 90s now. After the 4 feet of rain we had this winter, I didn’t think I’d be desperate for a raincloud, but here we are. 🙂

Side note: my Mac’s trackpad has been causing issues and making my cursor go berserk in a scary way. So, I haven’t been able to use it and all my poetry bookmarks are on that one. I will be delayed even more in catching up on your awesome words. But, in time will be trying my best to catch up.

Also back to my vestibular therapist tomorrow. Still working my way through that, but definitely not as acute as I was. The new exercises have been a challenge for my brain on top of the environmental triggers lately with the heat and smoke. Looking forward to clean air and improved health.

Miss you all and thank you for your steadfast support.

 

Chris

*Update: Did some fine tuning on his face and added the light reflections in his hair this morning. It’s as finished as I know how to make it without any art training.

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Words have been hard to harness lately with the chaos in my life. But tonight, I attempted to draw again.

I don’t draw, though. I’m not trained and this may be only my third serious attempt in my life. Chris Cornell of Soundgarden…one of the most beautiful people to have lived.

Hope it passes.

Em

*I saw my vestibular therapist this week and finally have a set of exercises I have to to daily. Most acute symptoms have tapered but my brain still reacts to triggers and I have a long way to go. At least I’m trending the right way. Today was pretty good, relatively speaking. Miss you all and I will ease back as I can.

Still Stilts



I never tire of the Heron
Great Blue, grand bird
Still on the shore stalks
Breakfast in the morn

Calm killer
Collects morsels
Down they go, smooth
Perhaps a wriggle
In vain, they lose

And he waits
For his next course
Stealth ninja hides
On stilts,
Gray cloud feathers

Keen eye like eagle

I spy

 

~ Em C.

4.5.17

  • Photo by me

Summer ~ The Strix

Ah, summer. Lovely, summer. Here’s the next collab from the Strix. Mine…well, leave it to me to find something dark in summer. 🙂 Hope you enjoy all the artists who contributed! Give their pages a visit if you get the chance. If you want to contribute on a topic sometime, let us know. Always happy to see new faces.

~ Em

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This time the topic was chosen by John and I thought ‘Summer? Spring hasn’t even really started yet’. Then I realized, Summer did start in parts of the world already, as it also did where John lives. The Summer season may remind you of blue skies, with the sun shining bright, bringing warmth into your life again. However, if you’re in pain (mentally, physically, emotionally, financially) the sun might not make you feel better.

This month we’ve got requests from two great artists to create for a collaboration. We love to have others joining us and are sure, you will appreciate the entries of both S Francis and Janki, as much as we do.

We hope this collaboration gives you food for thought and also helps you to remind: there are more people in the world who might go through the ‘Summer blues’. However, don’t forget either, as clichĂ© as it may be:

“Every Cloud has a Silver Lining.”

John Milton

~ Patty W.

~ from MimosaPudica

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Lure

 

You told me you loved me
in the ocean that day.
In the heat of our summer
our love was to stay.

Fell into your open arms
like a sail on a windless day;
you caught me, mermaid fish
fooled by staged flashy play.

Your eyes spoke contorted desire
to keep a gentle sea treasure;
a trophy proudly conquered
for your own distorted pleasure.

On your enchanting lure
sewn with words, colored;
hung with saccharin promises,
false display you glittered.

Dangling from invisible line
— you yanked,
snagged
I sputter.
— you cranked,

Hooked
I reel — in your truth.
Blinded by sun in my eyes,
its warmth mocked the cold
inside your heart’s ice.

You told me you loved me
in the ocean that day,
the end of our summer,
the start of my decay.

~ Emily C.

~ from PoetGirlEm 

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Three Haiku’s

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Friendship is summer,

Where chats are its cute beaches,

And trust it’s sunscreen.

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Let me be summer,

And summer be what I am,

‘coz summer is best.

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Grandpa and Grandma

In summer vacation teach,

Just what life taught them.

~ Janki R.

~ from LettersToLife 

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Strange Weather Patterns

Scientists give them names

Ominous Names

Foreign Names

that mean little

to plain speaking folk:

it’s still hot in the summer

and cold in the winter

even in New Orleans.

Who do we blame? A stranger initiates

an unexpected debate in the bagel shop.

He crosses space dug by digital divides

to challenge the certainty of our solution.

Time won’t cool the tempers just

increase the gap into indifference.

Perhaps we blame ourselves?

We fail to recognize humanity

across the distances that divide

within the differences that hide

the common rhythm of our pulse.

If two remained would we still seethe

or would we reveal a love hidden by

failed assumptions in this experiment?

I just turn down the noise

until I can hear the cricket rub

his legs together in my mud room.

I wonder if the Earth has

decided it is time for a change

never really considering

either side of the argument.

~ S. Francis

~ from SailorPoet 

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~ Sarah from ArtExpedition

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Nurture ~ The Strix

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Art by: ApleJohn at JuanderingArtist  (I LOVE this art he created for this post!)


I chose the topic “nurture” for this next collaboration from the Strix. This time, I kept my interpretation short and sweet with a haiku. My fellow contributors again bring their lovely words. Do check them out when you have the time. 🙂

~Em

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Unfortunately, Zigyasa and Kashaf weren’t able to join this time at our collaboration for Nurture, a wonderful topic chosen by Emily. Grateful and happy Manuel was able to step in at the last minute and also excited and honored Jonathan accepted our invitation to create a piece of art for The Strix.

We hope you will enjoy these pieces of art, as much as we feel during the creation process.

~ Patty

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Nurture ~ Haiku

your tender hands touch

love breaks walls, defense crumbles

my heart’s scars soften

~ Emily C.

~ from PoetGirlEm

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Nurture

How bleak and empty looks the future

Without your tender, loving nurture

That you pour out upon me so freely

Like mother with bade in her fine arms

Keeping it soundly safe from all harms

Such that I cannot fail to be thankful

And in your loving presence gleeful

For the compassion you give liberally

And in your nurture my nature is full

To be what I was always meant to be

Yes . . .

How bleak and empty looks the future

Without your tender, loving nurture

~ Jonathan N.

~ from NobleThemes

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Nurture

To feed and protect,
No neglect.
Beyond nurturing one’s offspring,
Completely unstring.

Encourage and support,
Visions distort?
During and after our development,
No evidence of detriment.

Bring up, train and even educate;
Taught to be immune to hate.
Above and below nourishment,
Positivity, flourishing.

Breeding, upbringing;
Are your ears ringing?
Not yet?!!!
Let us try again; Play the cassette!!!

~ M. O.

~ from EmotionsOfLife

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Nurture ~ Mirrored Elfje

Feed
The earth
Flora and Fauna
All beautiful species within
NURTURE
All negativity with love
Filter and absorb
The rain
Sprinkle

~ Patty W.

~ from Mimosa Pudica

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