Free Verse · General Musing · Poetry

It’s Morning 

​A sunrise 

Wakefulness comes 

Not yet ready 

I resist 

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Design, Art & Photography · General Musing

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. 

Daily Haiku · General Musing · Poetry

Seattle’s Rain Has Returned

Rain has returned
It feels more like Seattle
The one of my memory



So much of my life has been spent in the presence of Seattle’s rain. Though it chills my skin, it warms my heart.

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Daily Haiku · General Musing · Poetry

I thrive in the predictable

Thriving on rhythms
Predictable patterns help
Free me from stresses


Chaos stresses me, for good and for ill. Looking back, I once believed I was adventuresome. Now, I see my delusion. Joining the Navy wasn’t radical. Well, I was born in a Naval hospital. There was nothing more known to me. Interesting this notion, embedded within my skull, that this adventure seeker persona was what I was supposed to be. Thus I always presented myself that way. Certainly believed that I was. Now I’m pleased with my domestic persona. That I’m stable, steadfast and sturdy. Funny that my career is full of change elements. And unsought for ones, too. But that’s another post.