Inconspicuous #SoCS #Photography

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Where?” I ask, holding my breath and my macro lens in anticipation of something wonderful.

He points to something among the tomato leaves. I see a fine wisp of silk gently swaying but nothing else.

”I can’t see anything,” I repeat, moving carefully closer and raising the lens just in case.

“Just below my finger here,” he places his finger slightly closer with a careful instruction as to what leaf I should be looking at. “She has a yellow marking,” he adds.

With each of our movements she scrambles protectively and I up my stealth meter.

“Ah! I see her now,” I whisper, relieved and excited by yet another miraculous minuscule inhabitant in my little garden. Snap. I take a photo, just in case she disappears into miniature oblivion before I can manage a better shot.

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She does have yellow markings! If I can just get close enough without alarming her spidey senses….

 

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Yes! She will pose for the crazy camera lady. Her mother must have warned her of the perils in living here.

’You must be brave,’ she advised, ‘and always look your finest. This could be your chance to shine before all the world and to change the hearts of humans towards our kind. I shall always be with you, little one,” the mother’s voice faded into the blue as her tiny creation floated away on the silken strand of separation.

“Now, I must be inconspicuous,” the tiny one reminded herself. “Just blend in and be singularly magnificent.” She took a deep breath and began weaving….

Inconspicuous

unobtrusive, camaflouged, concealed, hidden, indistinct, insignificant, low-key, ordinary, plain, quiet, retiring, secretive, shy, subtle, tenous, modest, unassuming, unemphatic, unostentatious..

 

Inconspicuous

With unobtrusive brilliance she was born,

on an unassuming cloudless Summer morn,

her presence cleverly concealed

as her mother sought to shield

her tender newness.

She camaflouged the nest

and delivered her bequest

to the plain and modest few

that she barely even knew.

”My children,” she delivered

as they blinked and softly shivered,

”You must leave, I cannot follow

for my path leads to the hollow.”

(she looks to the soft earth)

”Keep yourself concealed

and soon shall be revealed

the wonder of your unimposing

walk through Mother’s world.

Although you be discretional

you’ll surely be exceptional

as long as you remain

unnoticed, unseen, plain.

But when She comes,

who has the eye

to see your beauty

by and by,

do not run!

Stand as brave as she

and as unimposing be

to share an ordinary

glimpse of life’s perfection.”

 

Then they floated out of sight,

unnoticed, to their plight

like dust drifting through the air

to their future,

who knows where

Cheryl KP copyright

Today’s post brought to you by Linda Hill’s SoCS prompt

 

This touching scene from one of my favorite children’s books put to film says it all…

 

Today’s prompt was the word where.

Use it to begin the post and for bonus points end the post with it as well. Visit Linda’s blog for more great prompts and the chance to meet some amazing bloggers.

If you’re thirsty, hop over to the bar today and chack out Dan’s world. His recent project is turning out quite nicely!

 

 

 

 

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Minuscule #photography

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Minuscule

extremely small; tiny

so small as to be negligible or insufficient

 

Me-nuscule

whose soul feels tiny

in the vastness of the universe,

whose humble opinions so viewed

as negligible that they freeze on the frigid

air between the insufficient and the ignorant.

 

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Insufficient,

the lie that taunts a

heart both worthy and present,

brimming with hope and wonder in

the face of insurmountable adversity that

dares not reveal its vulnerability and fear.

If the whole be the sum of its parts,

perahps it is not the mighty few which

define true greatness but the brilliant

resilience and fortitude of the overlooked

minuscule….

CKP copyright 2019

 

 

Shimmer #Photography

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Shimmer//

shine with a soft tremulous light

glint, glisten, flicker, twinkle, sparkle, flash,

scintilate, flare, glare, gleam, glow, glimmer,

glitter, dance, blink, wink

 

She sings and stings,

her gossamer wings

caress the winds,

the blossom bends

to her desire

to light the fire-

perpetual  motion,

Creation’s devotion,

light grows dimmer,

inspires the

shimmer…

CKP copyright photo and words

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Devotion #Photography #Poetry

 

Is there any virtue sweeter than devotion,

can one bear the crushing joy of such emotion?

To share the least of what is rare and purely treasured-

in such simple holy gifts is true love measured.

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What passes in the mundane way of living

is the grandest form of unabashed giving,

like shiny pearls are strung and flung

as music lilting from the tongue

of Mother Nature-love is sung,

the Symphony of Life!

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That, my friends, is a Bubba bird. He brings only the choicest berries to his mate and not just one but a mouthful! How do I know? I happen to be lucky enough to be cared for by the original Bubba Bird.

The truest love is not defined by the grand gestures of poets and kings, but rather rises in the heart and soul of selfless giving.

Happy #Free48!

 

 

 

 

 

More….

More than what you see

this mystery of me,

beyond illusion

life’s delusion

in dusty haze

its sultry ways

deceptive

protective

lest you look too close,

lest you find

there behind

the buzz and fluff

and busy stuff

a soul so bare-

Do you dare

look inside

where it hides

shivering,

quivering…

hoping you see,

the truth that is me-

more.

Cheryl KP copyright 2019

 

 

 

 

Color My World..

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There are times, it seems,

like in misty dreams

where a lack of color

brings clarity.

Subtle hues of

shadow and light,

a silent whisper

of Earth’s delight.

Timeless,

Motionless,

Ethereal.

Perhaps the reds

and golds and blues,

the roses’ blush

and sunset views,

obscure,

detract,

the impact

of line and form,

cool and warm.

Enter imagination-

sharp, unfurled-

in the blink of an eye

to color my world!

 

Cheryl KP

copyright words and image 2019

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In Another Dream

Somehow in this life, this dream, I have challenged myself to function in a most analytical arena, stretching my powers of detailed memory and patience, compassion and  tolerance often to the edge of snapping. I love good communication with my fellow humans; however a work environment leaves little time or condusence to pleasant, equal exchange and yet I must communicate all day long. By the time I get home I long to slip out of my work scrubs, slip into comfy clothes, make a drink and sit outside. That is where my truest connections seem to be.

The world beyond our ordinary scope of viewing is vast, fascinating and ever changing. Most people aren’t aware of the precesses going on above, below and around them as they sleep walk through so many of their life moments.

I could bemoan the fact that, if only I’d waited a bit longer before making some of my life choices, I might have chosen a different path. An entimologist? Ornothologist? Veterinarian? The truth is that, although the world of Science and Nature fascinates me, along with all the interesting facts and discoveries that are made daily; I would be bored in a labarotory doing calculations, looking into microscopes and possibly seeing things that would make me sad.

What I really love is just observing the small things that show up whenever I feel down, when beauty seems elusive and my heart is heavy. Just watching how they seem to delight in their work that goes on each and every moment for the survival of their, as well as our, species eases my weary soul.

Have a look through the lens and see what I see….

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“What a beautiful flower,” she said as she passed by.

A world of wonder when viewed with a keen eye.

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No rest for the busy tiny overlooked bee

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Yet she seems happy scooping pollen up so lovingly

 

We could take a cue from our little friends

about the nature of cohabitation, cooperation

and sharing.

 

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Each so busy with its work to mind the other. Soon they may switch places.

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Such a lovely busy bee, pays no mind to me..

Unless I get too close!

My faery friends have been slow to show themselves but we have had some interesting moths lately. Many I have never seen before.

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I’ve said it before but it bears repeating.

Take a moment to look beyond what you expect to see. Open your heart and soul to the connectedness of the All That Is. Think about being social with a different kind of network.

They were here first..

This post is part of  Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt. Visit her blog for links to more great prompts and meet some fine bloggers.

For some lessons on good social behavior you should pop over to the bar and chat with Dan of No Facilities.

Happy Free 48!