sometimes happiness is a photo

sometimes happiness is a photo

Unnamed pond I have passed thousands of times in my life… decided, what the heck, I am going to stop in today… technically this is a private pond in the estate section of Colonia NJ, something no one outside the area would ever know about, but one side road has just enough public space to take some pics… and I got this… I wasn’t sure in the moment if I got it all… but I did… a fish jumping out of the water… 3 turtles in the foreground (one is a head only just north of the obvious two, like a turtle triangle), the cool island in the far end of the lake which is a haven for ducks, and other turtles sunning themselves on downed trees to the right… I can not take credit here… I can only thank the powers that be for putting me here at this moment… and being able to share it with you… so, again… I implore you, get out there, show the world the local beauty of your piece if the world… there has to be some… This is New Jersey… where I grew up and reside… just a slice…

the three joys

the three joys

the joy of emptiness-
for you can be fulfilled
the joy of failure-
for you can succeed again
life provides many chances
you will be surprised
just accept them,
the joy of breath-
for you are alive
and your voice
is carried
into your love’s ear
and so to the last wall
falls
before a kiss-
so is joy
upon your lips.

notes… so those who might not know, I am a primal writer mostly, I just write and post, in real life I am a tech nerd, this is just my art, love it or leave it, I post for me and by chance some people dig it, so be it… not dismissive, I do appreciate your views, comments and likes… but I would be doing this in the wilderness screaming from a mountain if I could do that cool Ricola thing…

Shake-me-ku times

Shake-me-ku times

the clouds took no note
as humans clutched at their pearls
all while the ground shook

shake rattle and roll
in the moment unaware
the ground, she rumbles

so we had a little royal rumble here, nothing I have experienced in my life, for once California was laughing at us… tough NYers and NJers… hah… shake them up for 15 sec and watch them lose their minds… I might imagine the reaction… it was a strange sensation, I must admit I thought it was just a semi parking to close to the building at first. So… somehow I survived the terrible ride… and here I am on the other side… earthquake badge stoutly sewn on my exterior, now I go about the daily business reminded with just a subtle tap on the shoulder, should she choose to end it… mother nature… well, so she shall have our heads, and there is nothing we can do… but smile and be glad… that this was not that day.

and there has been rain…

and there has been rain…

and so the rain for days
for sleep I may come and lay
upon my bed ridden with neglect
for no sun is seen
cruel nimbus clouds that steal these hours
and the darkness then with swift devour
for memory serves the rites of spring
I must remember the way
the gate
the path
on that will be another end
where all the rain will dry
and the grasses will bend, upwards, again
and my heart will sing
and fill with the songs of birds
as equally gladness fills the air and will intoxicate my mind with wings