Angel wings paint the sky

Angel wings paint the sky

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5:37 PM, August 11, 2016

Rays shine down from above

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5:38 PM

Clouds mottle, drama swirls

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7:28 PM

Watchful eye peers downward

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7:28 PM

Over parched yellow fields

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7:29 PM

Orange sun yields to dusk

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8:16 PM

Angel  wings paint the sky

Rays shine down from above

Clouds mottle, drama swirls

Watchful eye peers downward

Over parched yellow fields

Orange sun yields to dusk.

Linking to Skywatch Friday.

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Morning question: will it rain today?

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Dark turtle swims yet

celestial inferno

foreshadows more drought.

Lately, storm clouds offer no guarantee of rain.  We’ve had no rain for at least a week and though The Weather Network predicted a 70% possibility of precipitation Friday night, none fell on our patch of ground.  Standing outside in 30 degrees, throwing precious groundwater on the garden feels totally futile.  Yes I am complaining.

P.S. I saw dark clouds all Saturday after taking this morning photo—there was no rain–not a drop.

This post links to Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge: Morning and  Skywatch Friday.

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Sky gazing–haiku

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My eyes lift skyward

storm clouds conceal sun designs

trees bask in spring breeze.

In response to Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge #88. The prompt words are ‘lift’ and ‘plan’ (design). Please visit the above prompt post to find out how easy it is to join in.  You’ll also find links to a wide variety of haiku using the prompt words.

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Boundless flight–Ronovan’s Haiku Challenge #78–Haiku #3

Photo courtesy of photos-public-domain.com
Photo courtesy of photos-public-domain.com

Wings stretch to touch clouds,
Lifting into boundless sky,
Life purpose now clear.

This is a third haiku in response to Ronovan’s Haiku Challenge #78, his first haiku challenge posted in 2016.  The prompts, ‘vast’ and ‘clear’,  inspired me to write a few different haikus.  For more responses to the challenge, please visit the Comments section at the link above, and perhaps drop by here again for more of my  ‘#78’ poems.

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Promise of light emerging from darkness, #BeWoW

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Beside my home just after 10 AM on Friday Dec 18, 2015

With the arrival of winter’s low dark sky, communities around the world look to the miracle of light as a sign of rebirth and a source of hope. We celebrate the promise of new life and recommit ourselves to the protection of everyone’s right to his or her own radiant humanity.

UUA on Celebrating Christmas Eve

At this time of year many of us  celebrate Christmas, while also trying to be aware that not everyone celebrates it, or that for some, it is a secular celebration, not a religious one.  I’m not sure how to best demonstrate this awareness–the dominant assumptions don’t include me–perhaps that applies to many people.  I celebrate Christmas as one who, as a child, went to church and sang in the church choir; and as one who lives  in North American society.  As an adult, I explored the Unitarian Church and then moved on to Buddhism, where  my  heart remains. None of these aspects of me are in conflict. They are all part of who I am.

Snippets of these thoughts have been brewing in me over the last while…now, I would like to return to the quote.  At this time of year, those of us going through winter in Northern countries experience a lack of light and profound appreciation for its gradual increase.  Where I live, we may not have snow yet, but there are short days, chill, fog, and damp; leading to a  desire to snuggle and hibernate.  Cold and dark tends to send us to the interior of our homes; into our hearts; and for some, into depression.  They inspire creativity and reflection, oven-cooked foods; and gatherings of family and friends.

For me, the quote speaks of hope and renewal; and a recommitment to caring for all humans, near and far. These are my wishes for all in this season of celebrations: hope, renewal, and an appreciation for all humanity.

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Gazing at sunset sky–a poem

The other day I wrote a circular poem about gazing at a sunset and seeing a cloud arrow.  There were aspects of that experience that I didn’t manage to capture, so this is ‘take 2’ using another form called a ‘troiku’

A troiku starts with a base haiku, followed by three more, each starting with a line from the base poem.  You can read about how the troiku originated in the launch post by  Chevrèfeuille.

Sunset captivates,
Mind surrenders in awe,
Cloud paintings drift by.


Sunset captivates,
Calls me to view its display,
Flashing red on grey.

Mind surrenders in awe,
A moment of oneness unfolds,
Into joy's gentle caress.

Cloud paintings drift by,
A mysterious arrow
Slowly disappears.

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