DAy oF ThE CRoW

Long has been the voyage
Epochs noted
Multiple times along the way

Trails have become wide
Distinctively stained
With tears

Subjective notes of joy and sadness

Much better now
To close the eyes
And rest easy

Listening
To the flow
Of stronger life forms

Leave them to their current struggles

In a moment’s notice
They too will see
Their true value

And that greatness
Is not found externally
Or in the bondage of rage

Rather, in the selfless act of giving

Soon enough
Will be
The day of the crow

Conditions Were Right

Why am I obsessing over this thought?

Well, they were good last night. But it was a surreal experience.
Looking up, there was the fingernail moon…all smilely-like.
It’s grin shone through the naked tree limbs overhead.
I called “Hey!” and made a photograph. A happy photograph.

Turning toward the dark waters, my mind looked for something compelling. There in the deep murk, was the moon again. In that context, he seemed a little sad …so I made photo of sad moon.
Couldn’t make up my mind. Sometimes it just goes like that…even when conditions are right.

Moon told me, “it’s all good, and moment-to-moment. Just live it.” Peering again through naked limbs I could make out a silent voice. She told me to “settle down. Listen to wind, you can learn much from silence.”

Still learning.

Thank you

Recurring Dream

It appears calm
The surface nearly flat
Yet those small ripples…waves
Belie a boiling unseen

In my dreams of unrest
Uncertainty
Waves crash overhead
Control completely lost

No longer a man
In this dream
I am a boy
Thrown about
Away

Reduced to flotsam
Bound to continuous churning
Without escape
Save the awakening

It has been some time since I’ve experienced this dream. It started as a recurring lucid dream in my childhood soon after my parents divorced and split the family. It is interesting that the affects one event will manifest itself in our subconscious looking for resolution.

(Photo – Coronado, CA – Full Edit Manipulation in TOPAZ)



Lunacy

The moon.
Somethin’ about it.
Drives me crazy.
Looking for it.
Waiting for it.

Much of my photographic work includes the moon in its different phases.
This video depicts some of that work along with Debussy’s Claire de Lune played by Simone Renzi.