Showing posts with label each morning is a new beginning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label each morning is a new beginning. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Tuesday February 22, 2011/A Small Stone/ Magpie Tales #54


A Small Stone
The morning creeps quietly
And yet there are strong contrasts
The sky pale, from
Orange to blue
The earth still black
Attached to the night
Symbol of darkness
A time when bad happens
Nightmares and fear

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Puzzle of Time

The puzzle pieces
Are scattered
Across the table
Like the moments of a life.

One fits into another
And yet,at first glance
So many
Seem the same

Perhaps it takes
More than a glimpse
To determine
The difference
One from another

Over time
Even important moments
Seem the same
Do we know the difference
What to look for
How can we say

Did that happen last Christmas
Or was it the Christmas before

I think I am talking about the
Moments of time
But is it important
After all, to recognize
Each moment

Instead perhaps time
Is more like a tapestry
No longer its individual parts
Or puzzle pieces
But instead something complete
And whole

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Sunday January 9, 2011/I Saw Sunday/ River of Stones/ Carry on Tuesday #87





Photo taken from inside the studio, looking West.

http://ariverofstones.blogspot.com/

Each morning a new beginning,
Sometimes brilliant color,
Sometimes soft,
Cloud patterns always different,
Perhaps it is nature's way to say,
Get up, get going,
Another new day.
To try again.
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Image from the internet.

http://carryontuesdayprompt.blogspot.com/2011/01/carry-on-tuesday-87.html

Carry on Tuesday #87; Quote from Tupac Shakur, "For every dark night, there is a brighter day."

The dark night came,
I wandered in the underworld,
Naked, defenseless,
Without map or compass.

I was told,
There was a brighter day coming
-- I could not hear,
In that moment
I was completely lost.

Today is that brighter day.
I am still here,
For every dark night,
There is a brighter day.
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Photos taken outside the studio, looking East and South, early morning January 9, 2011

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