Friday, December 23, 2011

Sun and Rain

Every now and then I like to take out my macro lens and do some floral closeups. This was one of my more recent florals. The shape of the flower so obviously reminds me of the sun. Which of course, leads to thoughts of....

[ f/32, 3sec, 105mm, ISo 200 ]
sun and rain

you are sun
and i am rain

together
we soar as mist
far above
the earth we share

until we separate
and fall again
then rest upon
each other's breath

until together
we rise again

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Sunday, December 4, 2011

She doesn't live here anymore...

I'm always intrigued by doors, especially old ones like this one. What went on behind them? What do they say about the people that lived or worked there? What memories or emotions do they stir up?

[ f/10, 52mm, 1/40, ISO 800 ]

She doesn't live here any more

she doesn't live here anymore
perhaps she never did

admit it
you were a heal

and your memory of her
is as faded
as the memory
of where she lived

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Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Forbidden Passage

Poetry has been resonating. Just haven't been writing it down. Finally needed to heed the call. Hope you like the photo and the poem :) By the way, the higher ISO was chosen to add to the 'noise' or 'grittiness' of the rust.

[ f/8, 1/125, 80mm, ISO 1250 ]

Forbidden Passage

sometimes
i remain hidden
behind the closed door

until my pride
gives way to loneliness

forcing me
to sneak a look
through the rusty keyhole

and into your heart

where i am forced
to admit

your touch upon my soul
will slowly wear away
the grit
i've placed
between us


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Monday, September 26, 2011

Some days

Almonte is a wonderful town just oustide of Ottawa. And it has some glorious waterfalls where the river drops mutliple levels as it passes through the town. I spent the better part of an afternoon/evening there recently and came away with a number of photographs that I was quite happy with. The one displayed here shows just a portion of the waterfalls that make up this section. I hope you like both the photo and the poem that accompanies it.

[f/22, 1.3 sec, 62mm, ISO 200 ]

symphony

some days
i need your love to wash over me
removing the grievances
that are tattooed deep within my soul

then smooth the craggy edges
that remain from my failures
and disappointments

some days
i need your song to wash over me
keeping me contained
in its unrelenting gentleness

in harmony
with a symphony of cleansing
that only exists
in the silence of rushing water

until the polished essence that remains
is all that is me

wrap me then
in the sound and energy
that brings me life
and renewed love

some days
i need your love to wash over me

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Sunday, September 18, 2011

A Place for Contemplation

Once again I found myself wondering around Andrew Hayden Park on a crisp fall-like day. Being close to the water and feeling unhurried or far from your every day cares can lend itself to moments of quite contemplation. I hope you like both the photo I took and the poem that accompanies it.

[ f/13, 1/30, 24mm, ISO 200 ]
A Place for Contemplation & Dreaming

in the midst of early autumn days
do the best moments for dreams
and contemplations exist

here when seasons merge
one to another
we lay
the stages of our lives
side by side

and then we pause

for we notice
that every now and then
one of our seasons
is more colorful than others

but it is often
too brief

then overshadowed
by cloud and rain
or snowy days

except for those that spend
the rest of the year
applying the lessons
that autumn brings

for them
vibrant color is the theme
for every day

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Sunday, September 11, 2011

The Secret Garden

A recent trip to Boston, and a new appreciation of how some cities do a remarkable job of melding old and new, with each complementing the other's beauty. Walking around Trinity Church, I came across this beautiful little garden. The peaceful setting was a wonderful oasis in the city. I hope you enjoy the photo and the poem.

[ f/16, 1/25, 19mm, ISO 800 ]
The Secret Garden - Trinity Church, Boston

some gardens lie in secret
while others are openly admired

where visitors
will pause and often linger

and some
will play the role of gardener
if even for just awhile

for eventually their eyes
are drawn towards another

with blossoms bright
and flowered calling cards

announcing their presence
inviting like no other

yet
it is the secret gardens
that once one scales beyond their walls
that yield their blooms
in wondrous pleasure

for one that cares to look
beyond the seemingly
forbidding wall

and so it is

the few hearts that i have shared
and the many more
that have been missed
by walking on

and so regretful now
do i ponder the failed efforts
and the missed glances
beyond those walls

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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Clouds

When you think of beautiful summer days you often think of clear blue skies. Yet, there can be real beauty in a "cloud-dressed sky" that arrests your gaze and forces you to just marvel at the shapes and beauty that it contains. This photo was taken in Plymouth, Massachusetts during a trip through the New England states in July. Hope you enjoy the photo and the poem.

[ f/10, 1/400, 62mm, ISO 200 ]

The Summer Clouds of Plymouth

when alone
i watch the sea

and
clouds arise
to lure me

you will find me
happily

beckoned from my
reality

relishing in a
fantasy

where wind and sail
so well conspire

to force awake
this day's desire

with dreams of places
unforeseen

where minds dissolve

and enjoyment
reigns supreme

oh yes -

these mystic beings
dress the sky

and whether
you be adult
or child-sized

they will not
let you
pass on by

they'll hypnotize
and hold your eye

imploring you
to complete and capture

this inspired view
of cloud filled rapture

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Sunday, August 21, 2011

Passages

I was fortunate to come across a glorious sunflower field not far from where I live. I took many photos there over a period of a week or so. Though this one was taken nearing the end of the sunflower's peak season, it remains one of my favorites. ( For you photo enthusiasts, you'll notice the high ISO. It was a windy day, and quite a bit overcast and I needed to try to freeze the sunflowers in order to capture them as sharp as possible since they were blowing around so much. Hence the bumped up ISO value in order to get a faster shutter speed.) I was struck by the young age of the girl, contrasting the aging of the sunflowers as they approached their season's end. I hope you enjoy the photo and the poem that accompanies it.

[ f/22, 1/160, 70mm, ISO 1250 ]
Passages

they speak
though sparingly
to one so innocent

showing beauty first
and then
their glory spent

it is
what she must learn
of passages

where symmetry
drops its petals
one by one

and vibrant yellow
turns to brown

then suddenly
an envy
from my soul is teased

for her view of aging
and how it is appeased

when told
the flower's seeds
will go to ground

to sprout once more
its homage to the sun

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Sunday, August 14, 2011

Art and Marriage

Toronto's Distillery District is a photographer's paradise. In addition to the old buildings, the atmosphere, and the wonderful shops, there are two vintage trucks parked there. I've taken lots of photos of each. And each time I return there, I am always compelled to take at least one more. Following is one from my last trip there earlier this year. I hope you enjoy it... and the whimsy that follows it.

[ f/10, 1/80, 52mm, ISO 200 ]
Details


i do confess
my love of abstract art

for once the artist's done

it's for the viewer
to do their part

it is a marriage
like most other

where each one's vision
bonds them together

and if getting meaning
is too much bother?

why - divorce it then!

for upon some wall
there hangs another

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Monday, August 8, 2011

Aging Gracious

While on a recent (and too short) visit to Boston, I was struck by the architecture and especially the way that so many old historical buildings were mixed in with newer modern buildings. Following is one of the photos that I took. I like this one because it shows a diversity of styles and historical eras. I hope you enjoy it... and the poem that accompanies it.

[ f/16, 1/125, 58mm, ISO 200 ]
Architecture soup

there's harmony
in city streets
where buildings old
see no retreat

and new facades
do show respect
to companions
some would reject

they reap
a mutual benefit
their different age
a complement

embrace the beauty
they still possess
each full of stories
we should address

for much they've seen
where they still stand
both happy times
and wars at hand

and now i ponder
as you and i
hand in hand
on life's path wander

when I too
am marked with age
and storied lines
cross my visage

will you look
upon my face
and hold me dear
within your space

where i might sing
my soul's refrain
that by your side
i will remain

for i long to be
like these old places
ignoring time
while we age gracious

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Sunday, July 31, 2011

Beaches are for dreaming

I took a lot of photos during a recent trip to Cape Cod and its gorgeous beaches and scenery. This one was taken at a beach in Provincetown. On a glorious summer day, beaches are most suitable for sitting and dreaming.

[ f/14, 1/250, 66mm, ISO 200 ]

Beaches are for Dreaming

what better way
to spend the summer day

than watching clouds
across a gentle bay

and feel the wind
its gentle sway

on the boats that
strain to sail away

here upon
this golden sand

do all my dreams
seem close at hand

the life that in
my youth i planned

and all the tests
i would withstand

and though not all
did come to be

it pales against
your love for me

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Sunday, July 24, 2011

Summer Breeze

I took this photo at one of my favorite places in Ottawa, the Dick Bell park and marina along the Ottawa River. A little bit of summer whimsy. I hope you enjoy both the poem and the photo.

[ f/14, 1/125, 24mm, ISO 200, GND filter ]

Summer Breeze

summer breeze
with ease
i contemplate

warm days
fog and haze
dissipate

boats sail
laughter hails
carefree days

sun sings
sea bird wings
flap away

if tomorrow
there is sorrow
i'll be fine

for here I'll be
this scene I'll see
in my mind


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Sunday, July 17, 2011

Memory Market

This photo was taken at the St. Lawrence Market in downtown Toronto. If you ever get a chance to visit there, the local color, the merchants, the artisans, among the historical architecture all provide a wonderful ambience to stroll within. I hope you enjoy the photo and the poem it inspired.

Memory Market
[ f/10, 1/320, 38mm, ISO 800 ]

for you

the market place is selling memories
on tables lined with faded lace

and on each table the remnants lay
of dreams you might have chased

oh you relics that are cast aside
your purpose long fulfilled

displayed among the tables there
you're hoping for new love to build

yet most will pass so unaware
of your treasures lying dormant

moving by with too short stares
adding to your cruel torment

as you strain to demonstrate
you've lots to give to someone new

in a world you could create
in a life you could renew

like lovers that you've had before
in your youth that's never more

with its never ending serenade
you strain to halt the memories fade

and while the song is getting old
there are stories to still unfold

and though the melody
is lost to all

you still hear the music

and you would gladly
heed its call

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Friday, July 8, 2011

The Assertion

I haven't been updating as often as I would like and I apologize for that. Like the old cliche says, life does get in the way sometimes. Anyway - hopefully, I will resume a regular semblance of "sort-of-weekly" postings. I took this photo on a little getaway that my wife and I took to Lake placid about a month ago. I was struck by the grandeur of the landscape as seen from the heights of Whiteface Mountain. And like many poets before me, I felt compelled to write about love :)

[ f/14, 1/80 sec, 16mm, ISO 200, GND filter ]
Lake Placid

what love
created the majesty and beauty
i see before me?

what hand painted
the richness of blue
that so closely matches
the eyes you turn towards me?

what kindness sends the gentle sun
to burn away the morning mist
reveals the mountains
and lakes below
like tomorrow's promise
of happiness in tow?

what hope
against the world's creation
have i
to fill your heart
with longing for the beauty
that a life together
would to us bring?

yet -
is it not enough to say
that the view you see below
cannot contain
the breadth of love
that i would have you know?

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Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Solitude

I took this photo at Eastern State Penitentiary in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.The prison is no longer in operation but remains open as a 'prison museum' and as a place of historical interest. I was struck by the fact that many of the cells had a 'skylight' as this photo shows. And I began to wonder about the person sitting there day after day in the cell.


[ f/22, 14mm, 1.3 sec, ISO 200 ]
Solitary

alone
is to be without a dream
to give me hope

alone
is to be where the light shines
only what light there is
shines not on what i have
but illuminates what i have lost

alone
is to know that tomorrow
and every day
will be as empty as today

alone
is to forget
the faces of loved ones
no longer able
to remember
how their smiles looked

alone
is to be haunted
by an ever fading memory
that slowly leaves
my clenched fist
as i try in vain
to hold it still

alone
is to hear my heart beating
in an endless solo
never to feel the harmony
of another keeping pace

alone
i am
a - l - one

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Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Infinite Yearnings

I have been away, followed by a sickness which has kept me from writing and posting over the past month. I'm hoping now that I am over the worst of it and can continue with my weekly postings. This photo was taken in Graffiti Alley in Philadelphia. I was struck by the variety of expressions that lived in the color and the words of the graffiti. The arches almost gave a sense of going on forever, as did the voices of those that painted their message for others to see.

[ f/8, 1/125, 40 mm, ISO 1000 ]
Infinity

i see the repetitions
where far off they disappear
along with cries for freedom
that someone shouts from here

some looking to belong
others expressing love for all to see
some looking for a voice
others yelling out the future they want to be

and like the rainbow
that shines so brilliant in too brief a moment's pass
it makes us pause in awe and wonder
for we know its beauty will not forever last

and so we strain to hear the voices
that they may rise above the stifling din
and touch our hearts with those that painted here
and left their spirits trapped within

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Sunday, April 24, 2011

Sunny - With Cloudy Periods

Happy Easter everyone. I went for a walkabout this past Friday and took this photo of one of the windows outside the Old Mill, just past the War Museum in Ottawa. It reminded me of Easter. Perhaps it was the colours. Or the view being reflected back through the window.

[ f/14, 19mm, 1/80 sec, ISO 200 ]
Sunny with cloudy periods

both sun
and cloud
within my window view

do not
the clouds
make a richer blue?

and so it is -
the life
i share with you


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Sunday, April 17, 2011

The Simple Iris

One of the things I like about macro (close-up) photography is that it often reveals the wonder and the beauty which exists in many of the common things we share our world with. I took this closeup of a simple iris that was part of a bouquet of flowers my wife brought into the house on an otherwise cloudy day.

[ f/22, 5 sec, 105mm, ISO 200 ]
The Simple Iris

2 meditations on the simple iris

1.

so distinct two colors do emerge
first yellow out of blue does surge
until at once it does dissolve
to white then blue it then evolves
flashing brilliant in its turn
from where it comes it does return

like two lovers sharing hearts
while each retains defining parts
accepting what sets each apart

knowing that it gives them strength
this bold embrace of difference

2.

it isn't just the clouds
on days that keep
the sun from shining

instead

the sun cannot always shine
when it has exhausted
for just awhile

it's reserve of yellow
to paint each simple iris

how can i
so selfish mourn
its temporary absence

in the presence
of such brilliant
sacrifice


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Sunday, April 10, 2011

A Never Ending Love Song

Sometimes graffiti is really wonderful to come across. This was shot in Ottawa, on the corner of Sunnyside and Bank.

[ f/8, 1/40, 18mm, ISO 800 ]
neverending love song

the ballad
you wish to hear

is in the heart
that's always near

it will release you
from any pain
that you might feel

and set aside your doubts
wipe away your tears

for my lyrics
will tell you
there is
no lasting wrong

that can't be erased
by this

the never ending
love song

i sing to you
each day


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Sunday, April 3, 2011

Memories of Marilyn

You would expect a tribute to Marilyn Monroe to be in Hollywood or New York City perhaps, and not in Mississauga Ontario. For those of you not in Canada, Mississauga is in the Greater Metropolitan Toronto, Ontario Canada area. It was on some visits there that I have been watching the 'Marilyn Monroe' buildings in various states of progression. Apparently the architect has designed the buildings to evoke memories of Marilyn. I guess he was a fan. Anyway, this got me thinking about her life and her movies, which resulted in the poem that follows the photo. I have incorporated a large part of her filmography and you can identify the films by the fact that they start with capitals and are italicized and bold. The photo was taken on my most recent visit to Mississauga.

[f/10, 1/1250, 32mm, ISO 1000]
Memories of Marilyn

you were more than
the bumps and grinds
performed in men's minds

stepping in and out of roles
you had to know that there were
Dangerous Years ahead

but Scudda-hoo? Scudda-hay? you sang
for what else could you possibly do or say
to the one-liners hinting
at whatever lustful dreams are had
while men watch The Ladies of the Chorus
perform in the bars each night

where The Fireball of their hopeless passion
took them to imaginary beach strolls
hand in hand with you
but eventually always waking to
the cold return that waited for them
in the darkness of The Asphalt Jungle
that was their everyday jobs and lives

all the time feeling helpless to escape
like a boxer caught in a Right Cross
which punched their Ticket
to Tomahawk
any chances they might have had
before catching themselves getting old too quickly
while wondering All About Eve
and the fruits she might offer
feeling Love Happy
in spite of their advancing age
telling themselves that you really are
As Young As You Feel
or at least as young as you made them feel

planning their Love Nest
they send every blonde a rose with a note saying
"be mine forever"
and
"Let's Make It Legal"
all the while writing the screenplay in their mind
to lead to the best Home Town Story ever

so they pack up their desire
waiting for turns in the tavern
which is just another of
O. Henrys Full House
where every room is occupied
by other men with similar wants
threatening their quest in
the desperate Clash By Night
that drops a dose of reality on them
like a possessed sweetheart reminding
of boundaries while proclaiming
"not here honey
and not for money
and it's not that I don't love you
it's just that
We're Not Married"

and their hearts feel crushed
by a torrent of rejection
with the power of Niagara
cascading through any illusion
they had of any Monkey Business
and their fantasy conclusion

now the night just marches on
almost midnight on their clock
so they don't bother to knock
any color of hair
as long as she's willing
they don't really care that
Gentlemen Prefer Blondes

alone with their drinks
falsely taking comfort
in the cruel sense of knowledge
that some girls get schooled on
How To Marry A Millionaire

watching enviously as the studio executives
continue prowling the bars
luring aspiring starlets
with the cinematic promise that
There's No Business Like Show Business
though some will be forsaken
the glamour will only take them
along a heartless journey down their
personal River Of No Return

and they desperately can't see that
the wind just stirs a fantasy and
The Seven Year Itch
is just a Bus Stop along the route
in a string of broken relationships

instead they just keep on playing
The Prince And The Showgirl
to every marilyn in every bar

hoping to discover
if Some Like It Hot
all the while rejecting
those that do not

until finally

in a never ending night

"let's just stop", she says
"and Let's Make Love", she says
"and pretend that we're ok
because you know
there must be a pill
to get over this stage fright
and cure us from being
damaged and lost as
The Misfits
we really are."


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Sunday, March 27, 2011

The Natural

While hiking in the Gatineaus I came across this design etched into the ice that remained atop a frozen pond, whose surface was quickly melting. I was fascinated by the patterns and all the images my imagination could draw out of it. Later it was kind of humbling to think about how any artistic talent I might have was dwarfed by such a creative force as nature.

[ f/4.8, 1/500, 40mm, ISO 200 ]
ice-ology and myth

with such apparent ease
you sent a willful breeze

cleared the snow

then shone the sun
to polish the glassy crust

before you etched
some curves and lines
into a mystic shape

it seems

you carefully
laid out a story
or mythology

for me to seek
some individual truth

hidden in whatever
beast or scene
i might perceive

it is
with a cunning worthy
of any fabled wolf
that you blow away
my feeble creations

and as your symbols
and full productions
flow into one other
within a quiet melt

i cannot keep from wondering

how can i compete
against such perfect artistry

with a mere brush
and pigments

and imagination
less grand
than yours


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Saturday, March 19, 2011

Creation

A fun project to play around with is an oil and water mixture photographed over various colours and patterns. The resulting shapes, along with the paths they take, remind me of planets and stars in an ever changing universe.

[ f/2.8, 105mm, 1/250, ISO 200 ]
Creation

time is
as spheres collide
and leave a mark upon each other

where some absorb
collapsed within a lovers' union
while others bounce and spin away

and some do spawn
the birth of others tiny

while some divide
to go a separate way

there is a path
that each must find
until the motion stops
and this moment's universe lies still

i pause -
camera ready
to freeze each random pattern
that i would deem does satisfy my pleasure

then gently
blow my breath
across the oil and water mixture
until there's beauty beyond measure

is this
i wonder
how god felt
when he reached down his finger

and stirred this soup
in which we swim
and where
such mysteries do linger


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Saturday, March 12, 2011

Forever

I almost went the whole winter without getting out for a skate on the Rideau Canal. But I did get out on the last day that it was open. This was one of the photos that I took that day.

[ f/9, 1/320/ 16mm, ISO 400 ]
Today With You

forever

i want to live forever
in the world that lives
in the day that love awakes
between two soulmates
and the promise each will make

i want to live forever
in the world that lives
in the day a robin sings
and a child first recognizes
that it means spring

i want to live forever
in the world that lives
in the day you first saw
the starry night
and wrote in your soul's journal
how you felt part
of something eternal

i want to live forever
in the world that lives
in the peaceful moment
that a summer sunset can reach
touching a shared blanket
on a quiet beach

i want to live forever
in the world that lives
in the forest of an autumn day
adorned in festive dress
embracing destiny
in its colorful caress

i want to live forever
in the world that lives
in all the days like these
but i will settle
for this day
today with you
until tomorrow
starts my yearning anew


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Saturday, March 5, 2011

In The Winter Stillness

Before completing this week's entry, I'd like to mention how honoured I am to have 4 of my photos and one of my poems included in an anthology produced by Poets United. The anthology is entitled "The Poetry Pantry: Thoughts That Breathe" and is edited by Robert Lloyd, the man behind the Poets United website.

You can download an electronic copy for free or purchase a paperback copy by visiting this link.

I would urge you, if you are interested in poetry to visit the Poets United website where you will find links to many poets and their websites. There are also many inspiring and motivational "starters" and links to websites designed to spark writing ideas if you are a writer and you are looking for inspiration or needing to kickstart that next poem.

And now, for this weeks photo and poem. Once again, another photo taken in Andrew Hayden Park along the Ottawa River.

[ f/11, 1/320, 70mm, ISO 200 ]
Winter Stillness

in the winter stillness
where signposts
and empty benches sit

a vast
and wondrous barreness
where hope and beauty fit

i cannot
see the future
or know
what each day brings

but then
not far beyond my ear
an excited robin sings

there will be spring
there will be spring

but
just before
the warming sun
melts away this view

take the time
to see its beauty
and all that it renews


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Saturday, February 26, 2011

Courage

Photo taken on a winter day. Sometimes the simplest scene will still to be able to teach me something or inspire a grand idea.

[ f/16, 1/125, 32 mm, ISO 200 ]
Courage

where do you
summon courage from
to reach so far
into the sky

though roots
would hold you
firmly down
away from this
you turn your eye

i sense there is
a lesson here
that you'd so boldly
have me learn

of loosening
what holds me back
and grasp what goals
i yet might earn

and though
there's tanglements
that would
our journey slow

there's always
hope and dreams
from which
my courage grows


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Friday, February 18, 2011

Peel Away the Layers

Photo taken during a winter walk - strips of birch bark peeling from the trunk. Each strip seems so fragile and yet I also find myself wondering about how the stripping away must somehow relate to the growth of the tree.

[ f/8, 1/800, 55mm, ISO 400 ]
Peeling Birch Bark

it is
the task
of lovers
to strip away
what layers
surround
our soul

each encounter
bringing closer
the truth
we must
together know

do not fear
my misconceptions

rather
you must
be ruthless

as you tear away
the bark

that hides
my yearning heart


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Friday, February 11, 2011

Winter's Calligraphy

I took this photo while snowshoeing in the Carp Ridge. The freshly fallen snow provided a wonderful background for all kinds of delicate plants and shrubbery to stand out. I was struck by how much many of them reminded me of calligraphy and other delicately written symbols.

[ f/4.5, 1/2500, 32mm, ISO 400 ]
Winter's Calligraphy

coming across what signs you leave
i have to confess that i failed to see
what it was you meant to say
when you had me stop that winter day

unsure of what you hoped to preach
and whether it was my mind or heart
that you wished to reach...

perhaps you wanted them to part

i know that seasons come and go
like love and hate there's ebb and flow
and yet sometimes one stays too long
it's hold upon you far too strong

and though i see with just my mind
that indeed the end will surely come

it is within my heart that shivers hold
unable to withstand the withering cold

and it is done

knowing that this time
spring for us
will fail to come


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Wednesday, February 2, 2011

After the Snowfall

Photo taken while I was wondering in Andrew Hayden Park, Ottawa, after a snowfall.

[f/11, 1/320, 70mm, ISO 200 ]
After the Snowfall

let me
for a moment stop

arrested by your resolve
and what appears
a miracle

or something i
can't seem to solve

this season
should have buried you

and yet you still
with hope survive

with fragile skin
and narrow joints

defying cold
you stay alive

i wish i could
be more like you

stand strong against
what storms might come

rise above
the winds and clouds

and turn my face
towards the sun


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Thursday, January 27, 2011

Tiny in a Large Space

This photo was taken at the Museum of Natural History, Ottawa. I was on the 3rd level, looking down into the lobby when the young girl in the photo happened to look up.


[ f/2.8, 1/20, 38mm, ISO 200 ]
Tiny in a Large Space

within so large
and tall a space
i catch by chance
your tiny face
and wonder what
it is you see
when you look up
to stare at me

does this lobby
large and wide
make you want
to run and hide
for do you see
how large a place
is the life
you'll soon embrace

how will you keep
such innocence
within a world
that's so immense
and keep your nights
for dreams so sweet
with none yet drowned
by life's defeat

many will line
your future path
some with love
and some with wrath
yet you'll decide
how much you'll ache
with every road
you choose to take

i long sometimes
to be like you
where every day
there's something new
to take you high
above that floor
where i look down
and your gaze soars


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Thursday, January 20, 2011

Daisies and Rocket Ships

This photo was taken at one of my favorite places in Ottawa - Andrew Hayden Park, where every season presents its own form of delight.

[ f/11, 1/250, 70mm, ISO 200 ]
Daisies and Rocket Ships

above
the winter landscape
in Andrew Hayden Park

i saw
two things
of wonder loom
while on a winter walk

evergreens
in aeronautic shapes

where winds
would raise boughs soon

launchpads readied
for their escape

rockets
aiming for the moon

beside them
in this wondrous land

windmills
perched on leaves of metal

and high above
the snow does stand

a graceful daisy
spreading petals

so interlaced
is beauty laid

whether man
or nature made

these masterpieces
side by side

each one's beauty
multiplied


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Thursday, January 13, 2011

Impersonating the Moon

Photo taken on a cold winter night, in Ottawa, walking among the Christmas lights. Sometimes it's fun to personify the objects you see - and watch them take on a personality.

[ f/8, 2 sec, 34mm, ISO 200 ]
Impersonating the Moon

impersonating the moon

so -
you want to be the moon
in my night sky

rise up high
claim your place
amidst contented sigh

leave behind
the shining starlets
in their own sky

like chorus girls
in a dancing line

each one next
to each other shines

and in that blend
they all wonder then
just how
can anyone stand out

and all the while
there you'll shine
luring
alluring
with brighter promise

trying hard not to notice

your concrete anchor
your disdain and your rancor

from your failed expectation
repeated every night
your lunar desperation

so -
as much as you'd ascend
if you could

you must see
that it isn't me
holding you back

though I might be tempted
to momentarily sit beside you

perhaps be warmed for just a while
within your glow

but alas
we both know

that you and your wants
are far too bright

and that you scare away
much more than just the night


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Thursday, January 6, 2011

Christopher Lynch

Writing and photo for Christopher Lynch. Suddenly, on Tuesday January 4, 2011 at the age of 48. RIP

[ f/16, 1/160, 36mm, ISO 200 ]
Winter Zen

1.
Winter Haiku


cold - but colder still
eyelids closed by icicles
formed from your goodbye

2.
Because I miss your laugh


it's too bad
that death
really doesn't

come knocking
at the door

and you could look
through the peephole

crouch quickly
to the floor

and throw the deadbolt

that would be ironic

if it kept death
steaming on your stoop


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