Autumn

End and beginning rolled into deep yellow, burnt orange, 'rusty' brown and merlot red. A few remaining glimpses of green. Sneaking up on us seemingly overnight and heralding that brief time of the year when we reflect on summer and prepare for winter. Hiatus of sorts. What was, what is and what lies ahead.

Autumn.

 

Sunday afternoon companions!

 

 

 

 

 

   

A bit of fun with settings on an overexposed image...

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The jinni of writing

There are a number of other blog posts waiting in the wings, but this poem came tumbling out last night and demanded to be heard – forthwith. I am but a humble servant, so herewith and rather forthwith then some ramblings about the process and agonies of writing itself:

I am ensnared
between desire
and possibilities
still abound

the words
so final
anchoring thoughts
creating a picture -

firm, 

unwavering
delete button
notwithstanding

what of other lives,
directions,
possibilities,
do they perish…

 …or persist
to another day
another page
another image

the questions
always present -
wondering if
this version is just 

the jinni
laughing,
cajoling
never letting up

but without a start
there will be nothing
but fleeting thoughts
so here go I

torn between fear
and hope
painting the words
regardless