What is hope
but a rope for which to climb
a chance to take our time
a moment in which we find
something within us that brings us together
for #openwrite and #clmooc
What is hope
but a rope for which to climb
a chance to take our time
a moment in which we find
something within us that brings us together
for #openwrite and #clmooc
Shaded play before slumber, the sunshine filters shortened day summer
#SundayHaiku response on Monday #smallpoems #clmooc
for Algot
So thirsty, the soil sits, with its tongue hanging out; waiting for the rains
#SundayHaiku response #smallpoems #clmooc for Algot
Quiet now: let winds bring the scent of flowering trees to where you are
#smallpoems #SundayHaiku response #clmooc
This wood, follows the wood; follows the current; follows the stream
where every bend in the river seems distant, the ripples along the surface call us
to consider the unknown, the stories of where we came from and the stories of where we're going
for #clmooc https://dailyconnector.com/2019/10/07/clmooc-writeout-doodles-of-place-streams/
I always gawk when we walk by the window of instruments on Main and Third
They gleam of gold dust and silver keys, of taut strings and harmonies
I ignore the cars, the trucks, the people, the chatter
I focus only on the frozen scene, the one place where music matters
for #clmooc https://dailyconnector.com/2019/10/06/clmooc-writeout-doodles-of-place-corner-store/
Sun collector City inspector People detector Story connector
All these things, stick, when you while away your days, leaning back against brick
via #clmooc https://dailyconnector.com/2019/10/03/clmooc-writeout-doodles-of-place-brick/
Toss the coin:
the fountain's fingers grabs the gift and lets fate spin
the thought lingers on your lips, hope springs forth from childhood tales
of wonder that this, an object given, will become that, the wish granted;
always, in ways one can never expect, the straight line of time, curves
a #clmooc doodle prompt as poetry https://dailyconnector.com/2019/10/02/clmooc-writeout-doodles-of-place-fountains/
Handholds and crevasse marks; the scale of it nearly overwhelms the senses — you can't look up from below to understand the scale of this place — you need to gaze out from above
a #clmooc doodle prompt via https://dailyconnector.com/2019/10/01/clmooc-writeout-doodles-of-place-mountains/
Such lost words, scattered: when seen from this perspective, connections matter
for #clmooc