Category: Photography

Red Like a Heartbeat

I won’t apologize for the lack of a quality photo – getting any snap of this guy is a miracle. He sees me coming with the camera and that’s it.

Starting NaPo a day early, with the prompt of: your favorite bird. It’s not a great poem, but it is a poem, as finished as I can get in a day’s time. That counts, just like the photo.

Cardinal Hearts

I used to think it was the color
the brightest red given movement and flight,
Or maybe the notes as bright as the feathers,
everything birdsong should be.

But now I think maybe it’s more:
If you see him his girl is nearby.
Bright beauty isn’t for him, isn’t his
badge of pride. Bright red like a
heartbeat, he draws the attention
simply to keep his love safe.

Running on Empty

Oh it has been shamefully long this time. My first post of the year and we’re over two weeks in. In my defense I’ve been stupidly busy.

I don’t even know where to start. Every January I participate in a month of challenges for The Lilypad – my plan was to update the blog every day with my piece for the day. That tanked when I got behind pretty much straight out of the gate. It took forever to get caught up and it didn’t even last. I’m behind again, worse this time.

It’s not quite my own doing; this is the first year I’m having to work the challenges in around trying to make money and being the sole caretaker for the house and occupants. It never fails, when I finally do get around to opening Gimp, someone or something needs my attention.

But aside from all that, I am hamstringing myself to one degree or another. Instead of just getting each challenge done I’m stressing myself over making it *art*. I want each one to be a masterpiece and when it isn’t, I double down on the next one – and I do this knowing that the harder I try the further away I get.

Anyway, I’m here, I’m queer and I’ll post most of what I have so far (I’ll forgo the really crappy ones)

I was going to add more, talk a bit about the ones I really like, but it’s 3 am and I’m yawning my head off. I can’t yet go to bed but I can go work on the next one – see if I can get a bit more caught up. Probably not, but this next one is not too difficult so maybe.

You Can Buy It At Wal-Mart For $1.98

Shot with a Canon Rebel T7 by someone with zero experience

The ornament, that is, although the joy can come free with purchase if you want it to.

I didn’t know I did until I saw it hanging on the tree.

I had a plan, if you can call it that, maybe just an idea – unless I find the missing box of ornaments the tree will stay bare until I can afford one of the wonderful bee ornaments that can be found at Amazon or Etsy. With that in mind I took a chance when I was ordering groceries, to see if Hell Wal-Mart might deliver me a bee along with my dinner. No, but they did offer glittery wings, and hey, why not? $1.98, might as well.

They are way bigger than I expected – full hand size, palm to tips – and they look like, well, 2 buck wings from Wally World … but once they were on the tree, once they were nestled in with the greenery and lights, beautiful. Joyous even. Simply joyous.

So yeah, I didn’t expect the first ornament I would buy for my tree to be glittery wings, but they fit, somehow. Cheap and a little gaudy, until you give them some love. Kind of like Charlie Brown’s tree. Kind of like me.

Credits at link

Interlude/Stuck on You

Third day in a row. Was I more surprised when you showed up again, or when the washing machine showing up at my door finally made sense?

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry, don’t know how to contain this fire. I’ve missed you like air, like water, like veins crying out for the presence of blood, thick and coursing red.

I’ve missed you. I’ve missed who I am when I’m with you. I’ve missed riding the train to meet you, missed the magic and the mayhem and the moondance.

This adventure is going to be so much better with you along for the ride.

Hail to you Loki, to the fire in your eyes and the warmth in your presence.