Kathabela Wilson 3/31/15
fly off
to your outer pranks
April Fool
Kathabela Wilson 3/31/15
eroding shore she carries the house on her bike
Lois P Jones 4/5/15
Bicyclists are known to fly
by on sacred days
when the wind is Wright
Kathabela Wilson 4/4/15
the way she sees it
torn origami
along the shore
Kathabela Wilson 4/5/15
deep sand no road
so fly or walk on water—
the sheriff's rescue
Junnie Starshine 4/11/15
Land Erosion
Nature's reaction
to earth's aliveness
and movement
Land Erosion
Lady Journeyer
yellow shirted adventurer
on wheels adorned in red
Such is the perspective
of one perched
upon a glimmering Star
in the ever optimistic sky
Junnie Starshine 4/14/15
THERE IT IS!
The lone bike ~ speaking through it's photographic image
of hills and valleys, sands and waters
peoples and projects
... implying through it's lean against the tree
that one of curiosity has trusted it to carry her
where she yearns to be
in contemplation, wonders this one here
if such a vehicle has a 'name'
one of appreciation and dignity
Lee Collins 4/14/15
Here's sea sand that has shaped the world
Here are out banks that split apart the sea
Here huge waves of surf are wildly hurled
In grinding grainy crashing enmity.
I keep posting blogs but they don't stay
they are suddenly washed away
Lois P Jones 4/15/15
She married a geologist for excitement.
Together they pounded ophiolites for enlightenment.
And since then each year
they drink cabernet and read Kabir
and ponder the surfaces of their environment
Junnie Starshine 4/18/15
bicycle in the cafe glow
wide observation within
blog does not bug
photos hide the squish
and vanish the sting
Kathabela Wilson 4/18/15
mosquito
swamp monsters...
she wears purple
and houses martins
on her head
Briony James 4/19/15
deep in the shadows
the wildwood breathes
and blinks
in greengold light
poured from above
Sharon Hawley 4/11/15
another stop
at a fast food
old man alone
talk with the past
geology
thank you Sharon for making us a part of your journey. Your writing on this trip has been magnificent. Your poem here and your blog story of him) at the end especially moving. We lost Mel Weisburd today so you can imagine how I feel. All of us joining hearts here is consoling...love and hugs from Kathabela
ReplyDeleteI will miss Mel, a great poet and a wonderful man.
ReplyDelete“All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
ReplyDeleteAnd to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.”
― Walt Whitman
Thank you Junnie. Beautiful quote from Mr. W.
DeleteThank you, Sharon, for finding the poetry in the comments ... what a lovely verbal tribute to those who relish in the creativity of your travels
ReplyDeleteand, too, how complimentary are your photographic canvases that speak softly, like the whispered shadows of the stories conveyed in words
Junnie, thanks for your many comments along the way and for your poetic contributions.
Delete"in contemplation, wonders this one here
if such a vehicle has a 'name'
one of appreciation and dignity"
If I ever give it a name, it will be one of appreciation and dignity, as travelers of old gave names to their horses and mules.
I'm a rock star! Yeah! You bring out my humorous side Sharon. I love all of these collaborations.
ReplyDeleteYour hand lens, Lois, finds the mind of a geologist, and a lover of geology, having wine together. Rock on!
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