am·a·teur
\ˈa-mə-(ˌ)tər, -ˌtu̇r, -ˌtyu̇r, -ˌchu̇r, -chər\ n. often attrib

[F, from L amator lover, fr. amare to love]

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Weekly Wikems. Time.

Hello, everyone,
hope all's well with you.

It's Thursday, feel like writing a wikem?



June is drawing to a close. Hard to believe, but true. Should we talk the fleeting time?




I want to honor my special friends today. My three loyal companions on the wikems journey. It would have been pretty lonely without you.

Thank you for sharing a bit of the fourth dimension with me.

"Time is often referred to as the fourth dimension." (Wikipedia)


Her gems is casting Jules,
the small verse glistens. Rose
is blooming, Janet Ruth,

the faithful Janet Ruth,
her magic's weaving. Jules,
the storyteller; Rose,

the prideful momma Rose,
the rhyme queen - Janet Ruth.
"Words are like jewels," says Jules.

Gems - Janet Ruth, Jules, Rose.


  

I'm putting wikems on hold for the time being.

We are half way through the year. If you've been with me since prompt one, you've written a chapbook's worth of wiki poems!

I'm not going anywhere, though. Thank you again for being here, in this cyberspace.


Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy")

P.S. I hope you'll write and share a 'time wikem' :-)

P.P.S. Green thumbs, could you tell me the name of the flower in the pic I posted, please? (Something I have in my garden, don't know what it is.)

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Weekly Wikems. June.

Hello, everyone,
hope all's well with you.

It's Thursday, feel like writing a wikem?



Frederic Leighton's "Flaming June" is in New York through Sept. 6 at the Frick Collection. Visit her if you get a chance.





"Why it's called 'Flaming June,' no one knows."   
For the review that with authority "dismembers" the painting, this line is an acknowledgement of defeat.

I say, thank goodness we don't know everything. Let's enjoy the painting.


And let's talk about June today.

Here's my wikem:

GEMINI 

"...due to the precession of the equinoxes, June begins with the sun in the astrological sign of Gemini..." (Wikipedia) 

She's flaming June, she's you, the fleeting youth
wrapped in the gauze of time, a lucid dream,
the waking orange sun, reposing truth,
she's all that you may see, all things that seem
to be within your grasp, an ancient tune
forever young, she's you, she's flaming June. 



Look forward to your poems.

Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy") 







Monday, June 8, 2015

Weekly Wikems. Pareidolia.

Hello, everyone,
hope all's well with you.

It's Thursday, feel like writing a wikem?

I was browsing through NASA photographs the other day, found this gorgeous pic - "Illusions in the Cosmic Clouds":



The first word of the description was completely new to me:

 PAREIDOLIA.  Let's explore it today.


Here's my wikem: 

RAIN CLOUD

"Common examples of this (pareidolia) are seeing images of animals or faces in clouds..." (Wikipedia)


A big gray turtle in the sky,
its mouth wide open (my, oh my!),
is crawling...toward...the sleepy...sun...
Wake up!!! Wake...GULP! 
The sun is  gone.



Looking forward to your 'pareidolia wikems' :-)


Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy")

image credit

"Bearly there"





Back when the world was grandma's couch
of comfy sun-kissed plush
that would dispel our biggest ouch
while springs sang softly, "Hush",

back when the teddy bears weren't toys,
but pals, when you and I
shared tons of troubles, tons of joys
and one enormous sky,

back when beginnings had no end,
before the why and how,
we used to know the truth, my friend - 
all that we have is now.



Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy")

prompted by Janice Hardy





Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Weekly Wikems. Summer.

Hello, everyone,
hope all's well with you.

It's Thursday, feeling like writing a wikem?

Although we've had a couple of on-the-cool-side days lately, here in Baltimore summer's definitely upon us.

When I was growing up, my summer would start on June 1st and end on August 31st. And so would summer vacation. No school for three long months. Eternity.

"Summer is a promissory note signed in June, its long days spent and gone before you know it, and due to be repaid next January." - Hal Borland 
(Thanks to The Passive Voice for the quote.)


When does your summer start? Is it Memorial Day? Victoria Day? Summer solstice?..


Let's talk summer today.

Here's your wiki link:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Summer



Here's my contribution:

"Solstice is derived from the Latin words sol (sun) and sistere (to stand still)." 

"When on a geographic pole, the sun reaches its greatest height, the moment of solstice, it can be noon only along that longitude...For other longitudes, it is not noon. Noon has either passed or has yet to come." 

(Wikipedia)



let me linger here
today, when the sun stands still
till my noon has passed




Looking forward to your wikems.


Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer ("Happy")

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Weekly Wikems. Mind.

Hello, everyone,
hope all's well with you.

It's Thursday. Feel like writing a wikem?


I'll start on a sad note. A very close friend of mine passed away not long ago. Although we kept in touch through email, we haven't seen each other for the past six years: the pond separating us.

Maybe for that reason - the physical distance, maybe just due to her being one of the liveliest people I've met, the news of her passing hasn't really sunk in until now.

I had a dream. Scientists can probably dissect it and attach labels to its parts. I don't know how mind works, or what mind is for that matter.

I know what I felt. I know she came to tell me that she was gone. And that she wasn't. 


Let's explore mind today.

Here's your wiki link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mind



Here's my contribution:

"The generalization of mind to include all mental faculties, thought, volition, feeling and memory, gradually develops over the 14th and 15th centuries." 

(Wikipedia)




you came to see me
it had nothing to do with
memory of you

my feeling or thought
it was your own volition
to come to visit

angels did not sing
there was no revelation
you were simply there

you stayed for a while
then without goodbyes you left
just walked out the door 





Looking forward to your wikems.


Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer ("Happy")

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Weekly Wikems. Blue.

Hi, everyone,
hope all's well with you.

It's Thursday, and wikems are still showing signs of life :-)

I've just finished "A Spool of Blue Thread." It's wonderfully rich like any of Anne Tyler's books. Perhaps the one that has more surprises than her other novels. 

Do we always know ourselves? Do we really know those who surround us, the closest people - our spouses, parents, siblings, kids?.. Should we always try to get to know them?

Pick up "A Spool of Blue Thread" and dive into Anne Tyler's world. Everything she writes makes you delight in life - a great big tangle of things - so much more.

"Blue" is one of the characters. That prompted my wiki choice for today:



Here's my contribution:

"The clear sky and the deep sea appear blue because of an optical effect known as Rayleigh scattering." (Wikipedia)


Try telling yourself
the clear sky and the deep sea
are not blue at all - 

you know what you see.
Lord Rayleigh would understand,
for he saw it too,

before he rebelled
against the invisible,
took the light apart.

He used to see it,
before he scattered himself
'long the path of truth.  



Looking forward to your wikems.


Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer ("Happy")