photography – Page 5 – One Woman's Quest

Delay

Robin’s melody bait
for this weary soul –

I hear promise
but nature is fickle

Winter renews onslaught
mocks any hope –

Solution to melancholy
once again delayed.

(Image from personal collection)

Glorious Morning

Cardinal sings me awake
promises a verdant day
viburnum scented breezes
and the sun’s warming light.

(Tuesdays, I borrow a poem from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image from personal collection. Linking this up with my weekly challenge, which is morning. Also linking up with Eugi’s Causerie prompt of the week: song.)

To Catch a Thief

Intrusion’s clatter
peaks adrenaline – armed
I investigate
encounter winsome smile –
masked bandit, unabashed.

(For Eugi’s Causerie Weekly Prompt: winsome. Image from personal collection.)

Let’s Play

“Let’s play!” honked the goose
to the duck, duck, duck,
“I’ll hide and you come find me.”

“Let’s dance!” sang the tree
to the icy river flow,
as sun smiled broadly.

“Come find joy! Nature whispers
bright skies parting winter blues,
white radiance leading the way.

(Poem and photos for Cee’s On The Hunt for Joy challenge and Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week challenge: at play.)

In Nature, I Trust

A murder of crows
observes my passage,
anchors my presence

In nature, I trust –
all else is noise.

(Visit me on Twitter for more poetry snippets. @Vjknutson. Image from personal collection.)

Glorious

How a single ray of light
slips through a thicket
setting a leafy row ablaze,

How the kingfisher’s trill
echoes off the silken waters,

How our love remains despite
the ills that pursue us –

Glorious mystery.

(Image from personal collection.)

Transformation

As light in darkness
transforms mundanity, so
too am I salvaged –
revelation turning back
the icy pallor of Winter.

(Tanka borrowed from a previous post on One Woman’s Quest II: Resetting the Dial. I have given the poem a title here. Image from personal collection.)

Brown Creeper

Full sun,
river dons an icy blue,
white banks blind,
light hits water –
bedazzled burst –
I seek an angle.

Banditry of chickadees
noisily arrives
dance their joyous jig –
too slow my lens

Movement on a bare bark
draws my focus,
a brown creeper –
I am lucky this time
delightful noonday capture.

Ugly Duckling Learns

From Nature, instinct,
intuition – confidence
of nurture derived.

(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: nature/nurture. Also linking up with BrewNSpew’s weekly challenge: folklore. The Ugly Duckling is a fairytale from my childhood. Image from personal collection.)

Fogged

But for the beating of heart –
a discordant rhythm –
I am obliterated by fog –
numbness of unanticipated loss
clouded by dreams misted over –
I await sun’s return….