P is for photos, poems, and prose
sending photos, poems, & prose into the world
What’s new with you?
I took a giant step in my photography this week: Two 24 & 36 and one 12 X 12 step to be exact, as my first ever canvases went on display in the brand new Union office of Champion Chiropractic Center, Inc. where they are for sale along with work by other local artists. I'm so grateful for the opportunity to share images of the beauty around me in Union with folks in a format bigger than a phone or computer screen.
I’m taking a photo a day in October for the American Cancer Society
I'm joining the American Cancer Society challenge to take a photo a day in the month of October to support their mission to prevent, detect, treat, and survive cancer. Cancer has touched the lives of many I love, as I'm sure it has for you. You can find my daily photos on my Facebook Fundraising page. Please consider making a donation, every bit helps. Thank you!
I’m delighted to announce that my first prose poem “Desert Amma, Mountain Mamma” will appear online in the October issue of Unbroken Journal. I’m not sure when the issue will go live, but you’ll be able to find it here.
Weekly photo and poem
I send out a weekly photo and short poem I compose to accompany it each week. Many of the recipients are poets who use the email as a prompt or inspiration for their own writing. Others simply appreciate the image and poem. Below you’ll find this week’s photo & poem. I’d love to include you in my weekly offering. If you’re interested, reply to this email and I’ll add you to my list.
I was crouched with my camera
photographing fountain spray
when she shimmered my way
a glowing neon goddess
sauntering down the sidewalk
sporting a hot pink bag filled
with folded rainbows raring
for release into gritty gray haze.
I couldn’t meet her gaze
or see her face blinded as I was
by high-wattage hair flaming
with the fragrance of a hundred
orange suns. She rounded
the corner and I followed her
with my viewfinder snapping
the shutter as she strode toward
the Sound and her Salish sea home—
a splash of lime green tail visible
under her spell-bound feet.
I had the opportunity to preach at my church last Sunday, and in doing so I wrote the story of my own out-of-control cookie consumption which has haunted our family for decades. You can read Parable of the Infamous Cookie Incident on my blog. Or you can watch my sermon recorded with the service on YouTube (minutes 27-38).
That’s all for this issue. Until then may your eyes and ears and hearts glimpse something astounding.