Urban Daily Haiku: Soar

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An urban daily haiku: “Soar.”

In this daily haiku, I wanted to illustrate this abstract digital art piece of the simplicity of nature. A seagull from above soaring over the colored landscape, enjoying the current of the air. Happy Friday to all you beautiful peeps! Have a blessed weekend too!

Urban Daily Haiku Soar

Urban Daily Haiku: Soar

Blue…swallows feathers.
A breeze croons—lyrics softly.
White petals flutter.

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
|Soar|
A daily haiku poem

What is a Haiku Poem?  A Japanese poem which can also be known as a Hokku. A Haiku poem is similar to a Tanka but has fewer lines. A Haiku is a type of poetry that can be written on many themes, from love to nature. A Haiku consists of 3 lines and 17 syllables.

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Digital Art: The Abstract Hummingbird

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A digital art piece I call “The Abstract Hummingbird.”

I thought I would change the theme of my post to introduce a digital art piece I’ve created to submit for The NY Literary Magazine. Entangled are three pictures of maple leafs, abstract overlay, and hummingbirds perched upon a branch. Wish me luck!

Image of The Abstract Hummingbird

“The Abstract Hummingbird”

In Photoshop, I love to work with layers, nature is my favorite topic. Here, I start with a picture of maple leaves fallen upon the ground. Distract some color, then add layers of effects to it.

Then I added another layer of abstract art, change the opacity and blend mode. 3rd but last bring in the layer of hummingbirds resting on a branch, change opacity and blend mode again as another layer.

Then with all these changes, I flatten the layers together. Doesn’t it create such a brilliant piece that speaks depth about nature and life?

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Silent Voices Suspended in Artistic Web

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An urban free verse poetry, “Silent Voices Suspended in Artistic Web.”

Is history male or female? In some places it could be, it holds both, the old abandon places, still carry their voices, laughter, and love. The stories of the times, you and I will be a piece of something, a story left behind to be passed on through generations. Have you made your mark or left your gift to be remembered by somebody. Here’s an urban free verse and digital art piece to inspire.

Silent Voices Suspended in Artistic Web

Urban free verse poetry: Silent Voices Suspended in Artistic Web

The old Institute does its “nostalgia” so well
That other abandon places only lie—
See, an old church with its steeple stares at the sky
When I photograph in black and white,
I shudder at it blacken eeriness.

It’s windowed dark, speak of whispered tales or horrors,
of nothing or something,
I’m, enchanted by its habitat of gray lines,
compelled to know more of its history,
I give myself to feeling it’s emptiness and depth.

In its stalemate form, I am
comforted in shattered glass, not ready to walk away,
and turn into blue and green cheeriness, I wander upon its steps.
The creaking boards speak of neglect.
I feel pain here; I feel a love of what once existed.

Somebody’s grandmother, grandfather, son,
or daughter, someone wandered these hallways,
now silent voices suspended in an artistic web.
Somebody is being missed, longed for,
I know of this aching, I know you.

I long for preservation, your landmark of time.
I want to hear echoes of your stories painted on walls,
The forgotten, to be unforgotten,
The French architect “Eugene Viollet-le-Duc who believed in
Restoration of bringing the past to the present. I want this.

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
| Swallowing Blackness|
An urban free verse poetry

What is a Free Verse Poetry? Typically patterned by speech rather than meter, this form of poetry is very open to the author’s discretion and usually does not rhyme. Visual and sound effects are often employed.  It can have as many lines as the writer wishes.

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Thorny

Urban Free Verse: Swallowing Blackness

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In this urban free verse poetry, “Swallowing Blackness.”

Have you ever walked into a cave like your swallowing darkness, then it goes down and down, endless? I was a fourteen-year-old girl when I first experienced caves, I have gone on a trip with aunt and uncle to Bly, Oregon.

Urban Free Verse Swallowing Blackness

We were checking out some cool caves, but one cave we came to was really unnerving, it went into what seemed the center of the earth. My head started spinning, and my nose bled profusely. I had to go back up to the surface. This urban free verse poetry and digital art piece might offer enlightenment or fear of the unknown.

Urban Free Verse: Swallowing Blackness

Consider the slats, its width, depth between each,
Its numerical calculations, of limits and length.
A passageway is spanning time.
I walk towards swallowing blackness.
A dark hole with howling voices.

Do I need a flickering beacon to guide my path?

Fingers outreach is touching one another.
Releasing floating boats above me.
On both sides…a diversion of thorny scrublands to get lost.

Now I remember “Ichabod Crane and The Legend of Sleepy Hollow.”

I was like a freckled fawn daintily taking a new step on slats,
And walking into a dark, dungy abyss.
Timid of darkness, of more darkness and my hoofbeats.
I fear the unknown.

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
| Swallowing Blackness|
An urban free verse poetry

What is a Free Verse Poetry? Typically patterned by speech rather than meter, this form of poetry is very open to the author’s discretion and usually does not rhyme. Visual and sound effects are often employed.  It can have as many lines as the writer wishes.

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Urban Free Verse: Old Black Crow Wins the Prize

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In this urban free verse poetry, “Old Black Crow Wins the Prize.”

Have you ever watched crows? The other day, I was sipping on a cup of coffee on my deck watching the funniest thing, there were a squirrel and three black crows competing over a crumpled bag of leftover french fries.

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They seemed intimidated by the McDonald’s bag, but one fry happens to fall out. Then game on! I couldn’t help but laugh, reminded me so much of ourselves as competitors in the game of life. Had to share an urban free verse and digital art piece, it might grab a chuckle.

Urban Free Verse: Old Black Crow Wins the Prize

We squawk
Over yesterday’s French fry.
Sprawled across green slivers.

Gray squirrel gets
In on the action
Chasing our black feathers.

And the wise old crow who is so sly
Hops and stalks in unnoticed
And he wins the prize.

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
| Old Black Crow Wins the Prize|
An urban free verse poetry

What is a Free Verse Poetry? Typically patterned by speech rather than meter, this form of poetry is very open to the author’s discretion and usually does not rhyme. Visual and sound effects are often employed.  It can have as many lines as the writer wishes.

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Disobey

Urban Free Verse: Wedding Day Jitters

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In this urban free verse poetry, “Wedding Day Jitters.”

A young woman anticipates her wedding coming soon, a day with sisters, luncheon, and a fitting at the gown shop, she has the wedding day jitters. An apple orchard for display, will it be a perfect day? An urban free verse poetry and digital art piece.

wedding day jitters

Urban Free Verse: Wedding Day Jitters

Apple blossoms anesthetic in the air. Fragrant pink petals
in the wedding planner’s mouth. And me,
draped pink pearls, white lace scallops. The exhilarating spell
beyond an interlude, fantasy, expectations, marriage.

The new sun will consume me. Trusting the sun
to expose blue sky. Have acceptance in love.
“Get my rose pink garter belt ready.”

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
| Wedding Day Jitters|
An urban free verse poetry

What is a Free Verse Poetry? Typically patterned by speech rather than meter, this form of poetry is very open to the author’s discretion and usually does not rhyme. Visual and sound effects are often employed.  It can have as many lines as the writer wishes.

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Little Faces of Harvey

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In this urban free verse, “Little Faces of Harvey.”

A poem to the vulnerable children of whom has suffered an immessurable amount of devastation at the loss of their mothers and fathers at the hands of the hurricane Harvey. My heart goes out to them, a free verse poetry and digital art piece.

Little Faces Behind Harvey

Free Verse Poetry: Little Faces of Harvey

Beyond the flower’s sweet fragrance,
Beyond the petals swaying gingerly in the breeze,
And the green stems, and floating leaves,

Past the stucco walls, splattered with graffiti
Past the blaring music, playing rock and roll
“Born to Be Wild,”
Past the bells on bicycles, with long handle bars.

There on the edge of the corner drug store, you’ll
Find them, in tattered shirts and worn-out blue jeans
Peeking from around the corner,

You can follow their hungry eyes, over fly-buzzing, garbage
pits brimming with past lunches, past the cobblestone streets,

Watch as they eye those 2-people walking from the mini-mart,
Smartly dressed in color adorn with silver and gold, who look nothing like them.

The glaring sun throws their voracity upon small faces.
And this is what hunger looks like.

Maybe they’re searching for the hot day in September, when
loving arms have been stripped from them.

There’s wild scrambling sound
a scrawny, stray cat makes when he tips
over a garbage can searching for its next meal.

Maybe they’re looking back for a way back.
Maybe they want their daddy’s and mommy’s

(But for now) they’ve lost themselves
Behind the stucco walls, and the garbage cans, the endless
Searching from place to place, they’re

What’s left of devastation bitter ending of litter debris,
and thrashed flower petals in streets.

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
| Little Faces of Harvey |
An urban free verse poetry

What is a Free Verse Poetry? Typically patterned by speech rather than meter, this form of poetry is very open to the author’s discretion and usually does not rhyme. Visual and sound effects are often employed.  It can have as many lines as the writer wishes.

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Peculiar

 

 

 

Urban Daily Haiku: Search

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An urban daily haiku, “Search.”

Nature’s walks produce an abundance of beauty, one of my favorites is the sound of the sky, sounds of the woods. I love to hear the screeching of a red tail hawk, soaring in the blue, feathers floating, drifting through white, searching, searching. Happy Monday everyone! Hope you’re off to a great start for the week!

Searching

Urban Daily Haiku: Searching

Suspended in air,
feathered wings search for heat bombs
Of flesh in hiding.

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
|Searching|
A daily haiku poem

What is a Haiku Poem?  A Japanese poem which can also be known as a Hokku. A Haiku poem is similar to a Tanka but has fewer lines. A Haiku is a type of poetry that can be written on many themes, from love to nature. A Haiku consists of 3 lines and 17 syllables.

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Urban Free Verse: Small Pieces of Soft Chatter

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In this urban free verse poetry, “Small Pieces of Soft Chatter.”

One has to appreciate the fathers of today, the effort they give day after day, the countless times they have so much going on, overwhelmed with responsibility! You have to admire that energy for their loved ones! It’s not father’s day, but I see all this in my boyfriend and what he does to help my beautiful Bianca and myself.

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In this digital art piece, I wanted to create an image of what might look like inside a man’s mind. This a double exposure piece…Trees and branches as thoughts, shooting stars as to how fast thoughts race and the depth of giving and effort in the seriousness of expression.

So this free verse poetry is for him, and all the great dad’s out there! Happy Sunday everyone! Hugs to all my wonderful followers, I so appreciate your support.

Urban Free Verse: Small Pieces of Soft Chatter

Like shooting stars of the night
I could see your thoughts.

They seemed scattered. Small, rapid flashes.
(Scattered and not a star.)

Small pieces of soft chatter, I couldn’t grasp your attention.

My loving heart becomes tuned
To the adverse voices in your head; like a star falling-
Small dark pieces of rock.

How I seem to have lost you somewhere!

A distant look. Distance imprisons thoughts,
closes me out; like a dark room with tangled vines wrapped
around your brain and squeezing you inside.

I wish you’d let me in so I can pry the strain from your eyes.
I see creases between eye brows.
There’s more going on inside.

You’ve taken on more rocks than you’re able to carry,
I’d be more than happy to help you lighten the load.

I know when the summer nights brim with bright light and warmth,
that you feel you must work harder, for winter is around the corner.

But know that I am here to help.

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
| Small Pieces of Chatter |
An urban free verse poetry

What is a Free Verse Poetry? Typically patterned by speech rather than meter, this form of poetry is very open to the author’s discretion and usually does not rhyme. Visual and sound effects are often employed.  It can have as many lines as the writer wishes.

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Daily Haiku: Tomorrow’s Red

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An urban daily haiku, “Tomorrow’s Red.”

Have you ever walked through an old farm orchard? The fragrance is intoxicating when the blossoms are in full bloom, and the sound of the bees buzzing doing their diligent work. Little cropped trees heavy with blossoms, the color is so striking! A little urban daily haiku and digital art piece to enlighten the senses.

Tomorrow's Red

Daily Haiku: Tomorrow’s Red

an old farm orchard
distinctive of pink and white
promises sweetness

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
|Tomorrow’s Red|
A daily haiku poem

What is a Haiku Poem?  A Japanese poem which can also be known as a Hokku. A Haiku poem is similar to a Tanka but has fewer lines. A Haiku is a type of poetry that can be written on many themes, from love to nature. A Haiku consists of 3 lines and 17 syllables.

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Urban Free Verse: Little Giggles of Yesterday

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In this urban free verse poetry, “Little Giggles of Yesterday.”

I’m changing it up today with a meditative, thriller poetry, I’m trying to be a little versatile. A woman is out for a nature walk, when she comes upon an old oak tree in the middle of an open field, she takes rest there…when she is overcome with a heartbreaking emotion, the breeze speaks to her of little giggles and children. Hope you enjoy the digital art piece with double exposure and this little urban free verse poetry.

Image of urban free verse poetry, "Little Giggles of Yesterday."

Urban Free Verse Poetry: Little Giggles of Yesterday

Like leaves rustling in a breeze
I could hear them.

A heaviness in my heart:
my first feeling of their presence standing
under an old oak tree.

It feels broken-hearted. Strained under emotion.
(Strained and not a leaf.)

Little giggles of yesterday, ones you want back.

My sincere hearted compassion is acute
to its sadness: like a mare (female horse) standing
over a dead foal.

How I’ve come to hear voices from a grave?

Little whispers in the swaying branches
bearing leaves, I feel your childlike song,
like soft wisps of air.

Is there a story in your silence?
Fatal touches crawl across my cheeks.
Goosebumps rise.
I can hear you, yet you’re not there.

This tree holds your answers.

Today, the sky is gray, shrouded
clouds hold tears, beckoning
the outcry of injustice.

The once life of two now lies beneath my feet;
Roots keep your secrets. Somewhere in history,
you both existed.

These answers I seek. Who are You?

©Linda J. Wolff 2017
| Little Giggles of Yesterday |
An urban free verse poetry

 

 

What is a Free Verse Poetry? Typically patterned by speech rather than meter, this form of poetry is very open to the author’s discretion and usually does not rhyme. Visual and sound effects are often employed.  It can have as many lines as the writer wishes.

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Urban Free Verse: Wet Blankets and Sky

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In this urban free verse poetry, “Wet Blankets and Sky.”

The last few days here in Seattle, we have been suffering from air quality…due to some really bad fires from careless folks who lit fireworks in our dry summer days. The grass is so brittle like match sticks you can snap in two so easily.

Red Sun hiding behind smoky haze.
Look at the Ring around the sun!

And I suffer from allergies, this has created a huge impact on my health. I’ve had to stay indoors with windows and doors shut tightly. And it’s been in the 90’s for heat. It’s been quite challenging, to stay on top of Bianca going to school as well. I’m hoping for rain soon so it will settle the smoke in the air. I thought it appropriate to title this urban free verse poetry “Wet Blankets and Sky.”

Urban Free Verse Poetry: “Wet Blankets and Sky.”

Red suns have cause
I’ve lost myself in one.

The dull, gray haze of heaviness: my endless times
of wearing a wet blanket.

I felt weighted. Lost in the smoky haze.
(Lost and not have a cause.)

Delicate is the lung that breathes,
I find few in gasps.

In all the beauty the eyes can see, it hurts me:
like trying to sift sand through the fabric that’s woven so tightly.

How do I inhale this smoke?

The short quick breaths, lungs smothering in thickness,
air so dense, you can slice with a cake knife.

Today was the worse, from the smoke came ash, white, broken clogging particles. Coating everything.

I watch as they run scarfs over mouth and nose.

A once-free-breathing elderly
with a handkerchief in hand.

I wish for rain, for the washing of the sky.
So wet lungs can breathe easier.

Breathing deep, deep with a sigh.

©Linda J. Wolff 2017

|Wet Blanket and Sky|
An urban free verse poetry

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