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Wasting

Time is a measured resource we all know to have a finite amount, even if we do not know how much of it is our own. We mete it out in minutes, hours, days and so forth to accomplish those things we deem important and necessary. Occasionally, we let it slip away.

Poured Out

Mantra

The final picture of last night’s post was a self portrait. The pencil drawing was a companion to a poem written while I drew the picture. It did not fit with the theme of inspiring and the gift-giving nature of post, so I saved it for today.

The Stork

Mantra

Birds are such beautiful creatures. Storks are fun to watch. They are so nonchalant as they stand at the water’s edge. So still, you would think they were sleeping standing up. Mantra was bird watching. I was along as scribe.

Bubbly Web

Mantra

Today, we took a look into my love affair with spiders. They hold a large place in the imagery, metaphor and allusion which inhabits a healthy portion of my writing and poetry. Question: What do you get when you combine bubbles and spider webs?

Fire Reflex

Fire.

At heart, I have always been a pyromaniac. Fire is comforting on so many levels. It provides warmth and light, both can be harnessed to make many other things possible.