Posted in Nature, Photography, Poetry, Practice, Seasons, Skies, Things That Fly, Wake Up, Writing, tagged blue skies, change of seasons, into the blue, micropoetry, my blue period, places I find inspiration, skylines, skywatching, skywriter, skywriting, the space between, trees, Walking with the Wind on March 11, 2012| 4 Comments »
Spring Walk, Droid Shots, Minneapolis, Minnesota, March 2012, photos © 2012 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
Let the essays compose themselves.
Two yellow finches and a strong March wind—
skywriter’s delight.
-posted on red Ravine, Sunday, March 11th, 2012
-related to post: haiku 4 (one-a-day) meets renga 52
Posted in Art, Bodies Of Water, Haiku, Photography, Place, Poetry, Practice, Secrets, Wake Up, tagged art play, car wash, confessions of a Night Owl, haiga, into the blue, micropoetry, my blue period, nightowls, sleepless night, water, writing about water on February 1, 2012| 10 Comments »
Self-Portrait: Car Wash, Droid Shots edited with Paper Camera, Brooklyn Park, Minnesota, January 2012, photo © 2012 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
confessions of a night owl
February breaks at midnight—
should be packing for a retreat.
my dirty little secret
can’t take its mind off the car wash.
-posted on red Ravine, Wednesday, February 1st, 2012
Posted in Art, Body, Bones, Culture, Death, Growing Older, Holding My Breath, Home, Life, Nature, Photography, Poetry, Practice, Quotes, Silence, Spirituality, Wake Up, tagged blue monochrome, blue portal, blue states, cease to fear your solitude, coming home to yourself, gogyohka, haiga, In Memoriam, into the blue, John O'Donohue, Krista Tippett, my blue period, On Being, poets, poets as inspiration, silence & noise, solitude, stepping out of silence, the silence of nature on January 28, 2012| 11 Comments »
Triptych: After The Blue Rain, inspired by Irish poet John O’Donohue, original photograph: an early Winter Solstice Fire 2011, altered in PhotoShop Elements, Minneapolis, Minnesota, January 2012, photos © 2012 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
after the blue rain
Have you walked
the barren landscape
of the chattering wire —
blue rain runs in the silence
of a white hot fire.
-posted on red Ravine, Saturday, January 28th, 2012, gogyohka inspired by Irish poet John O’Donohue after listening to one of his last interviews before his unexpected death in 2008: The Inner Landscape of Beauty with Krista Tippett, On Being (LINK)
When you cease to fear your solitude, a new creativity awakens in you. Your forgotten or neglected wealth begins to reveal itself. You come home to yourself and learn to rest within. Thoughts are our inner senses. Infused with silence and solitude, they bring out the mystery of inner landscape.” — John O’Donohue from Anam Cara (In Memoriam)
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