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Of Rock and Water #nonet

Middle Purgatory Falls, Mont Vernon, New Hampshire

The bones of ancient mountains watch us
Hundreds of millions of years old
Reminders of Pangea
When the young Earth was one
Sentinels of time
High granite walls
Always there
Placid
Still
Hear?
Thunder!
Clear white streak
Crashing water
Liquid knife cuts through
Never ceasing turmoil
Sounds of rush and glory
In an ever-changing rhythm
Life blood of a breathing planet
The ancient land is always made new

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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. This week it was a photo prompt and, since I was chosen as poet of the week for the last photo challenge, Colleen used one of my photos. I wrote a double nonet for that hourglass shape. yeah, I like that form ;)

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The photo is of Middle Purgatory Falls, Mont Vernon, New Hampshire. there are three beautiful falls on the Purgatory Brook as well as countless rapids and small waterfalls flowing into the brook.

The Appalachian Mountains were formed hundreds of millions of years ago when all of the plates bumped into each other creating a super continent, Pangea. This later broke apart, yet you can still see the shapes mirrored across oceans, and find rocks on one continent that seem to belong to another.

The Great Quest #nonet #doublenonet

The flow of time brings us together
In a microscopic moment
That lasts for eternity
Souls conjoined for a step
Explore for a season
Search for answers
Look with me
Spirit
Seek
Us
Meaning
Push forward
For a moment
On the long journey
We have only one quest
Forever breaking new trails
By the river of existence
Forever searching for its meaning

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This was written for Colleen’s weekly Poetry Challenge. This week the challenge was to use the two words Life and Move, but using only synonyms of those words. I decided to do a double-nonet so I could get that hourglass shape…

Today’s “Poem” #nonet

I am looking for inspiration
I try a few words at random
I look back at some old works
I scan my images
But I have nothing
Where is the muse?
I’m left dry
Empty
Blank

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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. Today was poet’s choice. I had nothing, so… I wrote a nonet. ;)

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Photo is me with my “Covid-long hair” – I’m going for that early 1970s Prog Rock star look ;)

Mother Nature #tanka #ekphrastic

Photo by D.L. (Denise) Finn

She is listening
When the tree falls in the woods
One is there to hear
Nature sees through smoke and snow
Can life ever be alone?

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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. This week the challenge was an image which we were to write an Ekphrastic poem (a poem that explores art). The poem at the top of the page was provided by D.L. (Denise) Finn. I wrote a tanka.