Cloudscapes

May 22, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A favourite topic of mine: What is the sky doing, today? Thanks Lens-Artists for offering this week’s challenge: cloudscapes

Cloud Folds

October 21, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Such an interesting configuration – couldn’t help but stop for a shot. For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge and Hammad’s Weekend Sky.

Blooming Clouds

July 24, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Moody

July 17, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Orchestration

June 26, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

The sky – the sheer vastness of the countryside highlighted by endless blue – lifts me, orchestrates a symphony within. (A long overdue contribution to Weekend Sky)

Weekend Sky

May 15, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Okay, it’s not this weekend; it’s an April sky. Weekend Sky

End Of November Sky

December 3, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(For Bushboy’s Last on Card -camera and cell photos – and for Weekend Sky)

Before the Snow

November 21, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Caught these photos of the sky with my iPhone, minutes before the snow came. Weekend Sky

Clouds With Attitude

October 30, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Sky Veils

September 26, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Tugging

Is it selfishthis chosen solitude?How I treasure silence,stillness baiting my muse And is it my calmthat attracts chaos?The sorrow of otherslanding on my doorstep What if I rejected pleas,locked out the troubles?How long can I sustainpeace until need answers? (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)

Discord

Does illness have a voice,and if so; is it melancholy,or dark and dank, divulgingdeepest despair, or revealinga vileness of nature? Discord creeps along my veins,disrupts muscles, systems failingunder the oppression –“Stay strong,” friends counsel,cannot hear the gathering storm,feel the heaviness cloaking me. I am not myself, but then;who am I? Is disease a mutationof the […]

Save Us

Discharge the gun –protection a vesselthrough which our depthsare undefined…adrift Fear is a burrowerwears a false crownbirths losstrusts danger Hearts beg,amid this trigger-readinessfor a guardian – unafraidto court this meaningless Futility unchecked –to study productive optionsunimaginable in the current state of chaos on repeat. (Art my own)