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Sometimes Is Always

As the branches tree outward

Leaves wave their appreciation

The summer’s rain cleanses

And the morning dew quenches.

The night sky is spotted twinkling

The moon’s light is sunny bright

Hear nature that is seen

Day and night throughout

Never sometimes, but constant

Rounding the hills through valleys

Under mountains, over water’s fall

For sometimes is always, evermore

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A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 6

As you can see from the post title, this is my sixth poem inspired by a blogger’s photo. I love the water, pictures of water and the sound of water crashing against rocks, rolling along in its creek bank or the waves in the ocean. It is therapeutic and soothing.

This photo is one of many on Leanne Cole’s blog. If you love water shots as much as I do, you should stop by and take a look. Even if you’re not an avid water lover, these pictures are sure to amaze.

I titled the poem after the title of Leanne’s blog post. Clicking the images will take you to that post.

Leanne Cole Photography

Washing Down 

In pictures of water moving still

A photographer’s camera got its fill

Such sights to behold in a gallery untold

Til you see pic after pic unfold

See the beauty, feel the peace

In these pictures they unleash

 As fine as a violinists’ strings

The peace and calm each shot brings

You can almost hear the sound

Traveling water as it keeps its bound

A rock springs for air, I think not

You have to admit though, a great shot

Leanne Cole Photography

As the rain cleanses after its fall

So do these pics, to me after all

I wear this feeling, without frown

Of the water in each washing down

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A Bloggers Pic In Poetry 5

Welcome to

A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry

This is number 5 and again Daniel Plumer is the featured photographer.

I just have one question…do u see what eye see?
Daisies Of Yellow

Slowly approach, does the Cloud Of White
Sneaky he is, disguised in upper top right

Under cover of thick and dark it seems 
Hiding behind glasses, his eyes are not seen

Laying in wait is the Rock Of Stone Mount
Face in center below, lips parched under its snout

Hand of left ready to batter what the cloud will bestow
His chest still and steady beneath the face, coming slow

‘Tis a battle to commence betwixt these two fellows
See them flee the scene, all these Daisies Of Yellow


Photo by Daniel Plumer 

Poem by me  


   

A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 4

Hello everyone and thank you for your interest in the series

A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 

This is number 4 in the series and another photograph by Daniel Plumer
What stands out for me in this photo?…the fire and ice look, each giving the other their due respect in opposites, creating a union of beauty.  


Two Beautiful


A fire travels above the cool quench below in sight

Consuming not to destroy, but to give wondrous light

The coolness below touched not by its red hot glare

Seems they two admonish, their beauty declared


Photograph by Daniel Plumer 

Poem by me


What A Difference

Hurricane Sandy is making an impact but could be much worse due to its size and I for one feel very fortunate because this could very well be a Category 2 or higher hurricane which would have made this a much more destructive storm than what it is….not to say Sandy isn’t doing any damage at the size it is.
The photos above were taken one week ago at the Virginia Beach Oceanfront at 9th street.

These were taken today, same area.

They were taken in the morning around the same time, about 8:30.

What a difference. 
This is a short video I shot while taking the pictures.



A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 2

This the second in the series titled
A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 

Like the first one, this photo is by Daniel Plumer 

 Whoda Thought

I stand in place, never thought to be seen
Stand I sure I do, mine eyes do believe
Possible not, but here I do
Standing strong proudly tis true

I have weathered storms of many
More to come, they are a plenty
Faulter not have I, years gone ago
Up to now and now until, who know


Photo by Daniel Plumer    

Poem by me


A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry 1

I recently came across this photograph by way of my Google+ stream courtesy of Anissa Mayhew  who shares a lot of nice pictures on her stream from other members.

I don’t know what it was about this photo but I was impelled to write a poem about it. 

To give you a heads up, this is the first of more to come in a series I’m calling: A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry

I’m not sure where I will find them or how often I will see a poem in a photo, but when I do, it will be included in the series.

I will say that I have spent some time on Daniel Plumer’s Google+ page and I have four poems from some of his photographs. This is the first and I will post the rest in the order that I viewed and wrote the poem for each one. 
Reflection

What is, reflects of itself
Doubling of single, non-stealth
Rocky hard, branches sticking
Softly seen, yellow green lifting

I am who I am, am I?
Seen as such is, to eye
Same as is, unchanged two one
Crazy it is, when seen how it’s done


Photo by Daniel Plumer 

Poem by me

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