The winter night

The winter night
pauses ...
and moon emerges
to light hills
and dales
of cloud
- white and grey
over silvery land
backed
by dark night sky.

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2022 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)

The long and ...

The long and ...
unwinding
unbending
unyielding
road
that society sets
for us to follow
to determine
what we may be. 

Where
can I
leave it?

 

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2022 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)

Autumn dawns (photographs)

 

 

 

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2022 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)

A Meditation

The Sun
reaches through
the living leaves
and caresses
the dark forest floor
chaotic with organic litter
- and the discipline of life
stirs.

Sun sextile Saturn

 

The quicksilver thoughts
of the pleasure that is life
stir the forest
from the ground up
- and down

Mercury sextile Venus

 

And the pleasure of life
stirs anew
the joy of originality
which thunders through
and electrifies
the grove

Venus sextile Uranus

 

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2022 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)

Photographs: full moon nightscapes

 

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2022 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)

Photographs: domestic pre-dawn nightscape, and more Gresswell Reserve

I'll begin with a pre-dawn nightscape from our backyard . . . 

 . . . and continue with more from Gresswell Flora and Fauna Reserve, which I have been to for the first time in a loooooong time (I'm quite pleased with the 2^nd last one):

 

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2022 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)

Was it worth it?

Across more than six decades
I look back,
and wonder:
was it worth it? 

No. 

Too much pain
too much suffering
Came from
   Stupidity
   Selfishness
      and greed
      and "my rights first"
   And that hate born of 
      insecurity 

All my lessons could have come more easily;
All others lessons have yet to be heeded. 

No,
this life
was not
worth the pain.

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2022 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)