Just before the weather turned colder, I continued my practice of taking awe walks? Instead of a daylight walk, I ventured out at night when moonlight painted an indigo sky with wonder and awe.
Did You Know? A regular dose of awe works wonders for people's mental health, making them smile more and shift focus from their problems to the outside world...(https://tinyurl.com/y5vfvzwk)
She sat upon a darkened throne
whispering into silent streets.
Whimsically winked at passersby
in awe of her golden wonder.
©CV, 2020
As world angst rages from the upsurge of pandemic facts, turn your eyes to an evening walk under a moonlit sky. Use your senses to discover wonder. Photograph your finds that turn an upside-down facial expression into a smile. If you have not shared your artistic expressions for my upcoming Abundant Autumn Gallery of Artistic Expressions, please do so via the hashtags #AbundantAutumn and @cvarsalona on Twitter or send a Facebook message.
The existing collection is filled with a variety of autumn photographs, digital artwork, and poetry. Stay tuned for an unveiling of mini-galleries to peruse. Since many are isolating, what better way to find the wonder of autumn than through a virtual gallery walk.
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This week I join the Poetry Friday Roundup hosted by the talented poet-teacher-author, Mary Lee Hahn, as she congratulates the amazing poet-children's author on the release of her dystopian verse novel, D-39: A Robodog's Journey. From Mary Lee's perspective, this book will surely engage middle school readers.
I love your important tip: "a regular dose of awe works wonders for people's mental health". You poem and pictures "resurrect hope" for us readers. Thank you, Carol. :)
ReplyDeleteBridget, awe is a wonder word that takes me into a different zone of thought. Fill your heart with awe this weekend.
DeleteI stopped for another 'sky' picture yesterday, Carol. Outside wonder & awe certainly does keep me in better spirits. I call it another kind of "renewable energy"! Enjoy the weekend ahead!
ReplyDeleteRenewable energy is a fascinating term. I need some. I woke exhausted and congested but we have to take this trip to VA for our walkthrough. Have a good weekend.
DeleteOh, yes! The moon this week has been waxing and I've had little conversations with it before it rises to high. She sees so much. I love that old nursery rhyme....I see the moon and the moon sees me...god bless the moon of someone I want to see.
ReplyDeleteLinda, Jim Brickman has a sweet rendition of the nursery rhyme. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l18E-dYvawo. We are scheduled to close on our VA home on Dec. 18th. Can't wait for this event.
DeleteA moon-walk sounds like a lovely thing to me. Through my kitchen window I've witnessed the moon's fullness earlier this week - it seemed especially full, bright, and serene. It does resurrect hope. It beckons peace. She does sit on her darkened throne winking at passersby - and awe is the perfect word for what she stirs in the beholder.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it amazing how the moon is a constant image of wonder-from my sky to your window, it is there for us to hope upon, Fran. I hope you have a delightful awe walk this weekend that provides a poetic diversion.
DeleteYour work is always makes me hopeful. The night sky, that we usually miss, is worth, as you have shown, taking a look at thoughtfully. Thank you, Carol.
ReplyDeleteJanice, I hope the night sky in Syracuse if filled with wonder and hope for you.
DeleteWhat a fascinating and mysterious golden she-character you created, I'm definitely entranced by her… perhaps there will be a sequel, when the moon is full again… Captivating poem and pic Carol, the evening sky can be quite calming, thanks for post and invitation!
ReplyDeletePerhaps there will be another poem again, Michelle. The moon is always ready to pose for us.
DeleteHow fun to find the moon again here -- Karen Edmisten has a very different perspective.
ReplyDeleteThe power of poetry is that many perspectives always pop up. Thanks for commenting, Mary Lee.
DeleteCarol, I love the idea of awe walks. I call mine wonder walks, but awe sounds more intriguing! Your poem is right on, the moon does inspire hope for me too! xo
ReplyDeleteGlad you also love walks, Linda. Awe walks are ones to inspire all of us.
DeleteHooray for awe!
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