Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Walk In The Park

Walk With Me

Walk With Me

Walk with me.
Soothe the soul.
1 Step onto the footbridge,
dotted with leaves
until a breeze
carries them up in the air,
down into the brook below, 
babbling and barely there.

Pause at the bluebells
spread out in the spring
in the blades of grass
that creep right up to the tall
evergreen giants along 
the edge of the wild
bordering the creek. 2

3 Gaze up the diminishing
path where the prairie
appears only after climbing
the hidden rock wall 
fifty feet tall
behind the yellowing maples.

4 Step up past the stone
dedication to Mayor Cole,
step up to the old
pool filled with sand,
leaving the people
without summer water fun,
a ten year old city decision 
still discussed with derision.

5 Head north along the 
city rock wall, 
6  but turn back
along the wooded side
of the old pool with almost there
sounds of summer cheers 
and splashes by happy children; 
raccoon tracks in the mud after
a cool rain seem like toddler 
prints of yesteryear. 

7 Take a turn back south
along the still active
tennis courts

8 around to what seems
Lord of the Rings great
stone walkways
calling elves and fairies
and dwarves to council;

9 Follow their stone path,
nearly covered by overgrown
blades of cool green grass,

10 Lean towards the wall 
 heading down
to the brook, daring you
to join the afternoon
dance of fairies fair
among the song birds
yellow coated flitting
among the dappled
sunlight and delicate
maples, holding
you back listening,
wanting to stay
to dance
to sing
to close your eyes and
enter that far away world;
but a bubbling by the brook
beneath the bridge
nudges you to cross over and 
walk up back 
to human people
and your world.

Welcome to my world, my #clmooc friends! What conversations and creations we could consider and remix on this walk together.

It's always an endearing feeling to pop into your worlds in our connections online, seeing the joys and trials, different, but connected in understanding as we journey on paths that intertwine, diverge, and remix, creating friendships in these spots.

Thank you for being part of my life.
All work by Sheri Edwards

Reflect curiosity and wonder --Go boldly and scatter seeds of kindness...

Sunday, April 30, 2017

GloPoWriMo 43017 Sunset


I sigh
Pull over
And step out to remember
Sunset walks along the beach
With our kind-eyed, white-furred lab,
Loved by all and loved all of us;
Each evening
Every evening
We walked,
Mostly wandering on the shore,
Meandering through sagebrush,
Wondering through the trials of this day
And the dreams of the next.
Now the sun sets
This day and all days
With fond memories
Missed, loved, and held dear.

GloPoWriMo 43017
Sheri Edwards
Flickr Sunset

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Saturday, April 29, 2017

GloPoWriMo 42917 Pinewood


Love that I live
In the land of open,
With prairies and plains,
Sagebrush and wide skies,
Sunflowers in spring
And the smell
Of pinewood
On the edge of the forest
Above the valley,
A wisp of freshness
Flowing with the wind
Down the mountain
To our walk on the beach
And in the evening's campfire.

GloPoWriMo 42917
Sheri Edwards
Flickr: Pinewood

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Friday, April 28, 2017

GloPoWriMo 42817 In Spring, A Breeze

In Spring, A Breeze

Version 1

In spring, a breeze
Upon my face,
A string of hair
Now displaced,
I turn my head
The wind to blow
The wisp of hair
Behind me now,
And as I turn
My eye does see
The breeze flows on
To petals it turns,
A bee it disturbs-
This wave of air
In spring, a breeze.

In Spring, A Breeze

Version 2: Skeltonic, Dipodic, Tumbling Verse

In spring, a breeze
Does toss and tease,
My hair it frees
And flaps with ease
Into my eyes-
My hand it flies
To free my eyes
From hair untied;
And then I see
That petals three
Have slapped a bee
Who's feeding free
Now that poor fellow
On flower yellow
Must exit and tower
Over space now ceased
By spring, a breeze.

GloPoWriMo 42817 Versions 1 and 2 Sheri Edwards
Flickr Version 1
Flickr Version 2

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Thursday, April 27, 2017

GloPoWriMo 42717 Taste. Art: Spice of Life

Art: Spice of Life

Sweet curves surrounding , meandering
Through lightly salted shades
And bitter dark bolds
Punctuated by pungent points,
A sharp complement to
Delicate dots that burst
into melting lines like squirts
of seasoning in robust broth;
Consider classic dumplings, round and plump,
Soft, chewy,
Settling solidly
among the savory swirls and in the tart tangents
that cinch whether we nod in favor of its flavor
and its framing of a feeling of life
or we frown, not knowing what potion of life it portends.

GloPoWriMo 42717
Flickr: Art: Spice of Life
Sheri Edwards

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Wednesday, April 26, 2017

GloPoWriMo 42617 Artifact 42

Artifact 42

Current flora exists well in current environment and surrounds each dwelling
Inhabitant dwellings built within boundary of concrete slabs which form squares encircling eight houses in two rows of four houses each
Each dwelling has similar artifacts, though synthetic content, length, color, and placement differ
Artifact 42:
Cast in loops, loosely left aside, beside dwelling atop surrounding flora
Flexible synthetic, tubular structure, twice the length of dwelling when stretched straight
Metallic ends, opening to hollowness of tube
Color of planet's evening sky, just before the orange of sunset
Artifact 42 Indications:
Design suggests artifact is vessel for fluid dispersement
Perhaps attached to dwelling for intake of oxygen or outtake of pollution for inhabitants whose lungs depended upon specific gases
[Note: the atmosphere at some time became oxygen-depleted]
Perhaps provided needed water into dwelling from human-created pond located uphill
Artifact 42 Links:
Link artifact to continued observation of dwelling and pond artifacts
Add to commonly found, and therefore, important part of culture of inhabitants

Archaeologist Notes
Star Date 32611.4
Planet: Earth
Continent: North America
Quadrant 1

GloPoWriMo 42617
Sheri Edwards
Flickr: Artifact 42

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Tuesday, April 25, 2017

GloPoWriMo 42517 Periwinkle Places

Periwinkle Places

Pleasant spirits meander
within the protective periwinkle's
vibrant green leaves
and five fairy-winged petals
freshly unfurled
from its spring bud
in the dappled morning sun;
Its soothing shadows
bind passions and
find flashes
of past friendships,
spreading harmony
across the earth
in memories of joy
to those who pause
for its splendor.

Each day
on the garden path,
I ponder what else
freely flows
along the brown earth
in this place
of periwinkle;
perhaps the freeing and endowing
imaginings of fairies
dancing and enchanting
our world,
our minds,
with visions of vast possibilities,
stories of small heroes,
and chattering of children
with wishes and wonder.

Sheri Edwards
GloPoWriMo 42517
Flickr: Small Places: Periwinkle Places

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Monday, April 24, 2017

GloPoWriMo 42417 Nature's Canvas

Nature's Canvas

Note nature's canvas
With its ancient creations
Within today's scenes,
Reminds us its vast power
Transforms our puny paths.


flooded river valley beneath
ancient batholith
GloPoWriMo 42417 Tanka
Flickr: Nature's Canvas
Sheri Edwards

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Sunday, April 23, 2017

GloPoWriMo 42317 Elevenie


Awaiting spring
Where snow's melted
Sprouting blades and buds

Delighting all
Across brown earth
Nurturing souls and appetites

GloPoWriMo 42317
Sheri Edwards
Flickr: Brown, Yellow

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Thursday, April 20, 2017

GloPoWriMo 42217 Citizens Protect

Citizens Protect

Life: Walk. Breathe. Play. Work.
Environment clean, pristine.
This we do expect
by guidelines from policy,
but new leaders these reject.

Shrewd to disavow
corporation malfeasance
for which rules were set,
these leaders us do forget;
now we citizens protect.

GloPoWriMo 42217

Flickr Citizens Protect
Sheri Edwards

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