Bubble Fishing

Use of photography teaches me to feel the rustle of moments.  Shutter speed has a creativity all its own.
What else enlivens from the bubbles and papyrus?

The reflection from a dew globe searches the rose next door. Or, is a butterfly primping?


Moments stretch the power of the senses and shrink the need for perfection.

Like photography, writing does not require a definite subject or something to say. Rambling attracts words through imagery.  The process brings a novelty to light or permits a perception into existence. 

In the ordinary, discovery slants, catapults or somersaults perspective.

The tease of unknown intrigues.  I begin a blog entry with a spark and during the fingering of keys or delving into a photograph a collage of ideas percolates and permeates the screen.

  
Clouds in a puddle form and circulate wonder.

One Camel Kindled!

In the 10th century, Abdul Kassem Ismael the Grand Vizier of Persia, couldn't bear to part with his 117,000 volume library of sacred texts and poetry when he traveled. He had the books carried by a caravan of 400 camels trained to walk in a way that would keep the library in alphabetical order.

As we plunge into the 21st century, technology provides storage space for books in one device. I've made changes in adapting to teaching online, Bill Pay instead of check writing and the ease of WIFI. I now face the challenge of adapting to a change in my reading style.

Books surround me in all rooms of my house. Several follow me on trips. I graze in bookstores and admire them like some women shop.

Could I provide one camel for all my books and keep my suitcases lighter? Will I miss the scent of a "real" book? Do I need the sound and texture of pages as I turn them? Will I learn to type footnotes rather than watch the flow of green ink across the page?  

I've always needed a book cover to intrigue my imagination. Will I get the same satisfaction with only a "reader board"?

I took deep breaths and purchased a Kindle. The first frustration set in when I discovered one button - joy stick - provided all the ways in and around the device. It also enabled book purchases. After purchasing unlikely texts and having to call to cancel, I decided to ease into the initiation period.

Downloading all the free books I could in a couple of hours caused my eyes to twirl. I had classics of literature, history, biography, science, philosophy et al. My heart raced upon realizing I could move in and among several at once, make notes and play!

To date, I have read my first novel and continue to search for freebies.What adventures await as my single camel and I begin our journey . . . ?

Creative Write:  How do you deal with change? Consider how you entered the 21st century and your interaction with technology.  Is it moving too fast for your pace?

Dewdrop World

This dewdrop world
Is but a dewdrop world
. . . and yet?

                         Isso

A delve into roses inside out.

                                        The petals fan and flair with the nurture of dew.

                                                                

               
Shadows pose behind and beyond; shapes and curtains flow.

Harmony of upside down and turn around in traces and hearts unfurl.

What self-conversation stumbles among the shapes that reveal a secret core?

To peer, without haste and permit the eyes and nose to investigate. The hands and body bend to each shrine of nature. 

What musicality trails the leaves.  A taste of tart and surprise entreats.

. . . and yet?

Awake in the wild of impermanence, the temple

draws an adventurer.

What do I know of secrets I don't understand?

Like dew, a phantom or the flare of sunset gone.  With hope revisited.

and  yet . . . to awaken and arrive again at dawn.

Creative Write:  Write about impermanence.
Choose a metaphor to expand.