“Earth laughs in flowers” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
In the air a sounding of mirth! Joyful flowers in playful abandon, singing and laughing – a most splendid array. Brilliance of color, pattern, design. Lost in happy paradise, Mother Nature’s creation. I shall laugh with the flowers, join the profusion of pleasurable sensations, for how can I not.
Surroundings of blossom, playful peaking around corners, echoes in the distance and all around – a giggle of colors, riches of each petal’s artless glee, unfolding for all to partake. Glorious explosion of colorful laughter. Myriad of joyful expression; the wild flowers of my world.
beauty so joyous
ensuing laughter unfolds
In between happy memories and heartache,
there are the days when it still can’t be born.
Days consumed with my awareness of loss.
Some days – feelings are ignored, muted, dealt with,
and yet … and yet
there are days
when the need is so strong,
when the “lack of” … so overwhelming,
the feeling of being so alone and lonely,
it is then, I realize you’re still here,
in my heart,
and the longing becomes searing, burning pain,
melting tears into little pieces of lost love
and I cry myself to sleep within an inferno of emptiness.
Penny L Howe, 2014
In nature there are all kinds of days. Good ones and bad ones. Mother nature works that way. Yet almost every single one us enjoys watching nature in action when it comes to the care of the little ones. Cars will stop (I’ve seen this happen myself) to allow a duck and her ducklings safe passage across a busy street, also with deer and their youthful fawn!
It’s this immediate “feel good” feeling we get. I don’t know if it’s watching the continuation of life, or some more basic instinctive thing left over from when we were young ourselves.
But I do believe, on those days, when we see any young life renewed, it is a most superlative day (in my humble opinion) to witness the event!
Thank you for stopping by, I hope your week is going well, with a few superlative moments thrown in for good measure!
Photograph by Barbara Beacham ©
The Forever Reminder
The people waved at him from the bridge below. Over the years he had never forgotten. Hardwired to his memory – that particular moment in time. As a hydrologist it was his job to locate groundwater determining depth, quality and most important – the actual amount of water, usually from a place much closer to the ground than he had found himself that day. That eventful day.
Anticipating the groundwater to be shallow, he had not expected there to be – none. And so it came to pass around the globe. No more fresh, clean ground water. As glaciers melted and more fresh water mixed with the ocean, eventually all water was sea water.
Many huge factories and plants were constructed to remove salt from the water for drinking purposes, but it was never the same. Most life died or changed it’s biological nature. Some humans survived. He and his family were among the lucky ones.
When his daughter asked what fresh drinking water was, the image of people waving from a bridge, where fresh water flowed beneath, appeared in his mind. It had became a “forever reminder” of what had been and would never be again!
Be sure and give Barb’s new flash fiction weekly challenge -” Monday’s Finish The Story a try! The rules are easy to follow: Just write a short, very short, story (roughly 100-150 words) using the photo as a prompt and begin your story with the line that Barb shares with us. This week the line is: “The people waved at him from the bridge below.”
A good writing exercise and fun too (if you enjoy writing). For more details or to view other entries just click here!
Hope everyone has a great week ahead,
We have all the time we need for the things that really matter.
We always have, we always will.
Important to remember at any time of the year!
Nothing more, nothing less, only Love ~ Always!
With Love ~ Penny