Skies from above and below

“The skies keep changing every time I look at them, that is so totally awesome!” Gun Roswell

Skies from above and below

While I am standing here on the ground, looking up towards the skies, like the human spy, I feel small, like a pawn of some kind, in the eternal game of life, at least, where the grand scheme of things is played out there, in the grand spheres, but I continue glancing up, without much fear. Always with my head held high, as if attempting to reach the clouds. A dreamer of sorts and yes, I feel so bold, even if I was told, I should not attempt rising above, from this secure place with my feet on the ground. But I never listen to anyone trying to keep me down, and so I keep watching and dreaming that one day, I too may be lifted from this ground. Still, there was just the means, which kept eluding me and yet a good method to rise up there, to be found…

Then I was informed there might just be another way around, this dilemma of a feeling of being left back, on the ground. It comes in the form of wings and engines and can fly long distances without much hindrance. The plane as it is called, and this time around I really was so totally bold, as I reserved a seat on this fine flying machine, because I wanted to go to a place I had never seen. As the vessel soared high above the fine fluffy clouds, and even if the noises there, were really quite loud, I knew then and there, that this was the place I had searched for a long time and now finally found. But the problem once again remained, as it seemed likely, I could on this level forever stay. After all, it was a mere machine, which took a lot of effort to rise up in the skies, and it simply was not able to remain there for any long amount of time. But, at least I had the opportunity to have a taste of what was up there high, and even that small period in time, did make me smile.

But, next time, I want to go further even, maybe, towards the unknown space, I soon would be leaving and then, travel the universe, the galaxies, but that is a story for another time.

Earth (The Daily Post) Five

Posted in the Daily Post: Earth
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Earth (The Daily Post)

earth-5

“Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems” Rainer Maria Rilke

Earth and Human(-oid)

One small step for human
One forty-two size shoe on the ground

Is this just an illusion,
Or something profound?
Perhaps a mission to Mars,
Or just a photographing farce?

Let your imagination run wild
Who knows what adventures you will find
On planet Earth
She said, with mirth

earth-5

Earth (The Daily Post) Four

Posted in the Daily Post: Earth
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Earth (The Daily Post)

earth-4

“Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems” Rainer Maria Rilke

In the Horizon

Laying on the soft sand
Staring into the horizon
Dreaming of a foreign land
Will I find something grand?
Is there a greater plan?
But, too lazy to leave this strand
So, at least I will get a tan

earth-4

Earth (The Daily Post) Three

Posted in the Daily Post: Earth
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Earth (The Daily Post)

earth-3

“Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems” Rainer Maria Rilke

Rough Terrain

With my trusted hiking boots
I’m on a trek to find my roots
All that is missing, is some juice
But no time to loose
Just follow the goose
Surely, he’ll the right path choose
Which will lead to the moose
Who will treat you to some mousse

earth-3

Earth (The Daily Post) Two

Posted in the Daily Post: Earth
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Earth (The Daily Post)

earth-2

“Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems” Rainer Maria Rilke

Under the Palm Tree

Under the palm tree
Down by the sea
My sweetheart and I
Enjoying some tea

earth-2

Earth (The Daily Post) One

Posted in the Daily Post: Earth
Photography /Poetry /Humour

Earth (The Daily Post)

earth-1

“Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems” Rainer Maria Rilke

Petrified Lava

Naturally occurring
A mastery of engineering
A rock formation of enduring

earth-1

Leaves of October

Poetry and Photography
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy

 

leaves-2

 

“Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance” Carl Sandburg

Leaves of October

The leaves of colour
Soon but shadows
Slowly fading away
In the October rain

Autumn leaves
Falling down
From the trees
On to the ground

The winds are soon
But a silent whisper
As the leaves bloom
Out of existence

leaves-1

leaves-4

leaves-5

leaves-3

leaves-6

leaves-7

leaves-8

leaves-9

leaves-10

Shadow Play in October Part Two

Poetry and Photography
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy

 

2
“When walking through the ‘valley of shadows,’ remember, a shadow is cast by a Light” Austin O’Malley

Shadow Play in October Part Two

The October sun’s shadows
Casting tall and narrow
The darkened figures
Painting abstract pictures
Onto every surface

Carefully you listen
But the only sound
Is the soft whistle
Of the Autumn leaves
Landing on the ground

1     17

6     14

15     16

Shadow Play in October Part One

Poetry and Photography
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy

 

8

“Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see a shadow” Helen Keller

Shadow Play in October Part One

The sun in zenith
Standing beneath it
My shadow casting tall
Despite feeling small

The shadows at play
On this October day
Wish I could stay
A while longer

5

410

7

11

7   9

12   13

18   19   20

3