Pennsylvania bridge

Pennsylvania bridge

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

lover


from the bare branch
comes the cherry blossom bud

the child emerging from
mother's watery womb

the first gasps of breath
unfolding under watchful eyes

seeking the full light and joy
of The Mother's love and familiar voice

swaying the in the morning breeze
sakura petals open in praise

©  petra domina

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Sunday, March 19, 2017

potted plant

Carpe Diem #1175 Theme Week Hafiz (1) potted plant

The feel of soil as the hand tool digs deeper is a release.  The tiny shells, sand and rocks along with the humus begin to break apart and loosen.  Turning the components of the soil brings a much needed breath of oxygen to the suffocating layers.  Add the bag of potting soil to further enrich the mixture. Holes are made and sprinkled with water.  The bedding plants are removed from the plastic containers.  Each is placed gingerly into the waiting holes.  Soil tamped around each infant plant and one more shower of water to finish off the planting.  A few of the plants are placed in pots.  Shape, texture and aroma help decide where each is placed.  The end of the planting brings a feeling of being one with nature. 

freshly turned soil
birds rush to upturned treasures
purple finch feasts

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self consciousness

Carpe Diem Namasté The Spiritual Way #5 self consciousness


Oneness with everything.  Goodness that is an ideal that seems almost unattainable.  Then I think about the words 'self consciousness'.  I have most of my life been self conscious in a condemning way.  I'm:  fat, uncaring, mean, quick to anger, ugly and that crooked nose.  That is not the same as the first definition of conscious:  aware of and responding to one's surroundings; awake.   

To become aware and respond to all that stuff that is out there.  Within this awareness we could then be led to self awareness (the good kind) and become one with the universe.  One with all before and all that follows.  One with each person that reads this.  It feels so challenging until I realize one small thing, we share our humanity.  We have common experiences.  It hit me.  The naked dream.  What better place to start looking for our connections than when all is just right there.  No place to hid a thing.  

nests
featherless hatchlings
bird songs
riding the fresh spring breeze
with the migrating geese

spirits
nakedly frolicking 
to bird songs
a gentle spring breeze
blending the souls of all

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Wednesday, March 15, 2017

silence


snowflakes
settle on the mountainside
in silence
flake on flake lie quietly
then the avalanche begins

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filtered light

filtered light


filtered through spring clouds
sun rays kiss the young rice plants
seeded by the stars

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leaving

Carpe Diem #1173 

leaving


a bug flies
bird teased into a chase
feather left behind

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Sunday, March 12, 2017

rising gold

Carpe Diem #1171 

wounded heart



weight of the world
atlas struggles to explain
how, why?
the rivers will flow in filth
as gold rises to the top

teachers speak
to pupils without ears
how, why?
the rivers will flow in filth
as gold rises to the top

universal
good life for all again
how, why?
the rivers will flow in filth
as gold rises to the top

approaching cloud
four horsemen ride a baboon
how, why?
the rivers will flow in filth
as gold rises to the top

©  petra domina


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