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16 Monday Apr 2018
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09 Monday Apr 2018
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THIS IS A REPOST OF SUE ASHBY’S MARVELOUS BLOGPOST/WRITING EXERCISE. I found it so intriguing and inspiring that I did the exercise myself, picking a quiet place to sit and listen, see, smell, taste and touch. (of course, it should come as no surprise that it was nearly midnight, but those of you who know me, realize that finding me somewhere in the sunshine of a summer’s day is about as rare a thing as stumbling across a zebra-stripped unicorn wearing a fedora)…but I digress. MY observations are listed below the copyright info by Sue. PLEASE stop by her beautiful photography/poetry blog to enjoy more of her unique insights and observations : https://perpetualessence.wordpress.com/
Sue Writes:
When my mind gets stuck on the outer beauty of anything, my writing suffers horribly. Even more so, my entire tank of creative juices drain away until I find my self channel surfing for a distraction from my own stagnation. Consequently, I get absolutely nothing accomplished.
Back in the early 1980’s I did a lot of backpacking in Colorado’s magnificent wilderness areas, and never went anywhere without a journal and pen. Quickly, I discovered my own “Zen zone” as I call it. It is a state of complete relaxation surrounded by the splendors of earth and nature, where I find the flow of creative energy. This exercise can be done anywhere, and at all times of day or night in any weather. It is also easily adjustable to suit your own personal needs. One simply needs to empty all the tumultuous thoughts from your mind and focus for a short time on your immediate surroundings.
The entire concept revolves around utilizing all of your senses to inspect, observe and sift through every nuance of your surroundings within five or ten square feet of where you are sitting. With imagination this also works very well using photographs.
With paper and pen, find your desired mini retreat and make yourself comfortable. In parenthesis write down each of your five senses side by side, or each one on a separate piece of paper. Now mentally dissect every facet of the things around you, reducing everything to its most minute particle. I start mine like this;
(Sight )
Blue sky
Small puffy white clouds
Decomposed granite
Round, angular, fractured, pointy
Pinks, peaches, white, browns
Bright green moss
Boulders
Curly pale green lichen
Pine trees
Blue jays, etc.
(Touch)
Textures
Dry, dusty, hard
Flows through fingers
Sharp edges
Points, smooth pieces
Soft like fur
Thick like carpet, and so on.
(Sound)
(Smell)
(Taste)
Use discretion.
Once your lists are in detail and complete, contemplate, toss in human interactions, reactions, situations and emotions. This exercise can help create a storm of lively and solid scenes for a storm of creative projects. If nothing else, it is always good to empty your mind and contemplate the little things which really are so beautiful.
Copyright 7-12-2016, by Sue Ashby.
Photograph Copyright 7-12-2016, by Sue Ashby.
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I wrote:
Lying back upon the grass in my quiet little yard under the glimmering glow of a nearly full moon, I closed my eyes to
(Listen) : hearing most prominently the whirring sound of many a/c units running. Once I put that aside however, I heard the gentle whisper of the breeze telling me secrets from far away and the occasional chirp of a bird (which always makes my imagination stir. Why do they sing at night? Are they having a bad dream? Did some creature steal into the nursery to snatch a fledgling? Or are they, too, simply enjoying the shimmering show of the moon?) I heard the distant rumble of a train and, as ever, the garish noise of traffic from the city not far enough away.
(See): Opening my eyes, I saw first the spectacle of the moon, dancing amid a rolling tide of puffy white clouds sailing effortlessly across the sky. I saw the shadows of trees across the way and the rustling of their leafy tresses as the night breezes ran its fingers through their hair. I noticed a nearby rabbit, no doubt awaiting another slice of apple as I am in a habit of giving them apples in the evening; and of course I saw the stars: those delicate sparkles of ethereal light that ever fill me with lyrical musing (but that is another post!)
(Smell): I drew a deep breath and smelled the warm humidity that hung on the air like heavy fog mixed with a hint of asphalt from the nearby road. Not terribly pleasant, but not repulsive. Clean, hot night air. Nothing more.
(Taste): Since I was not eating or drinking, I tasted nothing. Not a wasted sense, though, as I certainly could have been sipping sweet lemonade.
(Touch): Reaching down I ran my fingers through the July grass that is rapidly drying up and turning into something much more straw-like than it once had been. I tousled the heads of a few clover, now resting from the scurrying-hurrying bees that plunder their sweetness all the day long; and I reached outward to caress the sky, feeling the warm blush of the air against my palms and slipping through my fingers as I sighed deeply and smiled, meditating upon the simple yet profound Blessing of five extraordinary senses.
I do so hope you will try this wonderful exercise, if not to stir the inspiration of your thoughts, at least to Kindle the wonder of your spirit in the Beauty of the world around us.
Thank You SUE for such a delightful suggestion!
~Morgan~
05 Thursday Apr 2018
Posted Poetry
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19 Monday Mar 2018
Posted Poetry
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BnV, BooknVolume, Harmony, Meditation, Night, Peace, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, Silence, spirituality, time, Universal Connection, ~Morgan~
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Silence
Black as the dark night
Bespeckled with the Glimmering pinpoints
Of a myriad Lights
Sojourners through the shades of Time
Blending their Inspiration
with Harmonious Rhyme,
To Touch Eternity
In the Transcendent Hush
Sharing Liquescent Silence
As we pause from the rush.
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The stars and night very often Inspire me, filling my heart with a sense of connection I can scarce fathom, let alone try to explain, though I try through the words of music the Liquescent Silence sings sweetly to me. This verse is no different, whispering softly of that connection to the past through the Beauty of the night.
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph by: Dan Ransom
12 Monday Mar 2018
Posted Just Me Musing, Poetry
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Whispers in the Silence, Ringing,
Depth of Time, Wordlessly Singing,
Sweet and True
To me
To You,
Unrivaled Synchronicity Upon Delicate Wings,
Truth Whispering Softly As the Unheard Sings.
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I believe all that once was and all that can truly be Exists in each moment, waiting for us to See, Hear, Feel, and Understand. Reality is nebulous, it wraps around us; it weaves through us. It Sings softly of All we ever need to Know, if we pause to Hear. What is this Song that plays in the sub-conscious? From where does it spring and why are some able to Hear the Melody better than others? This brief verse touches on all these thoughts.
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Photograph by: Sairam Sundaresan
17 Sunday Dec 2017
Posted Poetry
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She
Spills Romance in lavender ribbons
Whispering secrets upon the tide
Of Shimmers sparkling from her Gentle Smile
Of Silence stirring the shadows that hide
She
Dances upon the velvet zephyr
Of Midnight’s lucent Harmony
With airy notes of Transcendence
With Poignant strings of Memory
She
Caresses the Dreamer’s nomadic Musings
Reveries of Passion, Billows of Time
As darkness scatters from her Embrace
As Sighs breathe deep, Soporific, Sublime!
She
In a ruffled dress of Nighttide
She
The Unreserved Heart’s Sweet Bride.
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This poem was Inspired by Paul Militaru’s Beautiful photograph of the moon, as well as the caption he gave it on his blog “She…In a Sea of Clouds.” Immediately the poem whispered in my thoughts and, with his Kind Permission, shall hopefully whisper to you as well 🙂 Thank You Paul!
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Photography by Paul Militaru found here: https://photopaulm.com/
02 Saturday Dec 2017
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Beautiful Photographs, Beauty, BnV, BooknVolume, Inspiration, Natural World, Nature, photography, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, Silence, Winter, ~Morgan~
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Silence Stirring on the wing
As Midnight Tenderly Entrances and Sings;
Whispers of enigmatic lore,
Indigo shadows Silently Implore
Through Stirring Softness Delicately Waiting
While the intrepid heart stands debating;
Hush of Brazen Beauty crying
On the Silent breeze, Tantalizingly Sighing!
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For my Great Friend, Richard Ankers, who loves snow as much as I do!
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Photography by: Mikko Lagerstedt
30 Thursday Nov 2017
Posted Poetry
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Descend
Sweet Silence
Upon my Brash Calamity,
Descend
Purest Peace
With Harmonious Tranquility,
Descend
Gentle Grace
Into my thrashing notions,
Descend
Soft Stillness
Like the Scintillating Ocean.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found on Pinterest. Credit acknowledged to the Original Photographer. Thank You!
19 Sunday Nov 2017
Posted Poetry
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Silence Staring
Little caring
Your Sweet Peace
Beyond Comparing
Silence Listening
Tranquility Glistening
Change Delicately
Transitioning
Silence Waiting
While I Stand Debating
Wordless Hush
Softly Sedating
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Acknowledged to the Original Photographer. Thank You~!
13 Monday Nov 2017
Posted Flash Fiction and Shorts
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Sliding sidewards in a quagmire of syntax while the horizon of vocabulary and grammar dwindles. A pitter-patter of footsteps peals through the melancholic taciturnity as those once bidden dissipate into the void. Hands poised o’er unresponsive keys, space become a blade I seek to devour to escape the inescapable hush.
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~Morgan~
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Original Artwork by: Lunagraph – DeviantArt
27 Friday Oct 2017
Posted Friday FeyDay / Fantasy
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Stillness Whispers All Around,
Delicate,
Imperceptible,
Incongruous Sound;
The Hush Speaking softly
Of Another place and Time;
Bending Perception
Through Inharmonious Rhyme.
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The Fog Enwraps From Every Side,
Closing In,
Drawing Out
An Indiscernible Cry;
The Mist Breathing Blithely,
A Leviathan of Olde;
Enshrouding Inexorably
With Inescapable Cold.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found at: .inspiringwallpapers.net. Credit Acknowledged to the Original Photographer. Thank You!
21 Saturday Oct 2017
Posted Daily Haiku Challenge
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Sshhh, can you Hear it?
The Stillness softly Singing
Such Sweet Symphony!
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To take part in the Daily Haiku Challenge see The Original Post from Day One
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Day 347 / 365
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer. Thank You~
12 Thursday Oct 2017
Posted Daily Haiku Challenge
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Autumn, Beautiful Photographs, Beauty, BnV, BooknVolume, Evening, Nature, Peace, Poem, poetry, Poetry Blog, Silence, spirituality, ~Morgan~
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Evening’s Silent Blaze
Echoing Autumnal Sighs
Stirs the Heart with Calm
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To take part in the Daily Haiku Challenge see The Original Post from Day One
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Day 342 / 365
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank You~
02 Monday Oct 2017
Posted Just Me Musing, Poetry
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The Alluring Hush of Stillness sings softly to my heart and spirit, ever calling from the incorporeal ether of time and space; humming quietly in the chaotic rush; transposing the incessant clamor of the here and now. Ever present, like the delicate glow of a single candle against the darkness of night, the Hush of Stillness asks me to pause, draw a deep breath, and sense the Treasure of the moment. For within the pulse of each fraction of time; amid the suspirations of the hands of the clock, and throughout the dizzying turn of days the Hush of Stillness lingers.
It is serenity nestled quietly like a dove in the swaying branches of the evergreen. It is tranquility dancing upon the water, sparkling like the shimmering show of morning. It is harmony descending gently like fluttering snowflakes spiraling in the storm of life. It whispers through the turbulent noise of existence to the inner essence, speaking in tones only the soul truly comprehends.
Yet, if I close my eyes; if I stop to see the sparkle of starlight; when I stoop to brush my hands across the waving fronds of wheat swaying in the breeze; as the golden rays of the setting sun caress my cheek and the coolth of an evening zephyr runs its fingers through my hair the Hush of Stillness becomes perceptible. When the evening carols of birds breaks through calamity; when the shades of Autumnal foliage or the blushing colours of Springtide turn our heads; when the soft serenade of crickets replaces the bluster, the Hush of Stillness finds distinction.
Rest in the Silence
As Light becomes the pulse that beats within
As Shadows sigh in Indigo song
Breath in Stillness
While Patience smiles from the sparkling dawn
While Charity bends in resplendent simplicity
Join the chorus
Of the Hush of Stillness
And allow its symphony to be
The only blazing congruency
Within.
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Written in response to a comment made by my friend Rajiv at https://rajivchopra.me/ , who was inspired by the phrase, The Hush of Stillness, I recently used in a poem and suggested writing about how the Hush Inspires me.
Thank you Rajiv for a Great writing prompt 🙂
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original Photographer. Thank You~
28 Thursday Sep 2017
Posted Poetry
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Singing
In the Sweetened Silence,
The sugar-sweet Serenade swam
In the sea of our Serenity,
Sighing.
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~Morgan~
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