Appreciating a Legend: William Blake

William Blake, portrait, poet,

Photo source: Biography.com

William Blake, English writer, poet and artist, passed on August 12, 1827, after living a mostly unrecognized life so today, let me take a moment to cherish a few of his wonderful creative gifts he left for all to enjoy.

William Blake, quotation, wisdom words, poet, writer

Photo source: Pinterest

Then we have a wonderful gift, a poem, The Tiger, but first, a little humor:

The Tiger, comic, Calvin and Hobbes, Bill Watterson, Blake, poet

Photo source: entropymag.org, Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson

Tiger! Tiger! burning bright,
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame they fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
Oh what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the Lamb, make thee?

Tiger! Tiger! burning bright,
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Perhaps Blake wrote these words “I am in you and you in me, mutual in divine love,” to his loyal and supportive wife, Catherine Sophie Boucher. Blake would go on to teach his illiterate wife not only how to read but paint as well.

William Blake, quotation, divine love

Photo source: Pinterest

Do you have a William Blake favorite you like to share to show your appreciation for this wonderful artist?

Until next time, cheers!

 

 

 

At The Crossroads

At the blogging crossroad, Whispers (that imaginary voice occupying space inside the mind) said, “So lazy creature, what have we here? Are ya going down the right path to continue or to the left, just disappear?”

crossroads, blogging, blogging 101

“To the right,” she said.

“Really?”

“Yes, really and look, I’ve signed up at Blogging 101,” she said.

“Damn, amazing.”

“To save time,” she said, “I’ve combined days , like Day one the assignment was to write and publish a “who I am and why I’m here” post on your blog and Day six, to create and publish your About page, then either adapt it into a widget on your home page or add it to your menu…and since I’ve blogged for at least a billion years, I just did some minor tweaking, see: Behind this Blog.

“Wow, so talented. Multi-tasking, said Whispers.”

“Now for Day two’s assignment, Edit your title tagline. Here is the updated, more streamlined look: picmonkey 2015

…and for Day three: Follow five new topics in the Reader and five [two] new blogs. 

In a Lonely Place Encounters with Film. I liked this blogger’s idea of watching films and delving more deeply into the production. If you think about all the time, effort and money behind the making of these movies, it makes sense that an audience member should spend quality time reflecting.

Halsted M. Bernard, writer living in Edinburgh. Definitely like how this writer journals her days. I love the idea!

Okay. Next couple of days. Fail.

Day four: Publish a post you’d like your ideal audience member to read, and include a new-to-you element in it.   Save for another day, I need more time to think.  

Day five: Try out at least three other themes – even if you’re happy with the one you first chose. Try one you’re drawn to, and one you would never use.  Maybe later, but most likely not in the near future. “

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Until next time, cheers! ☼

Blogging Inspiration: Daily Tasks | Blogging 101: The Commons.

Photo source: Flickr, artist, Carsten Tolkmit

Haiku: Stone Cold Heart

haiku, Carpe Diem Haiku, poetry

in the game of love
she fails at deciphering
ancient pick-up lines

                                      ♦♣♦

Inspired by CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI: #788 Rosetta’s Stone.

Hot Summer, Think Camel

Summer temperatures soaring
and a huge avalanche
of sweat
rains down,
down over my largest human integumentary organ,
my skin,
it’s drenched.

Fanning away the passionate embrace
of this current heat wave,
the camel,
the mammal,
comes to mind.

 

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There are the one-hump Dromedary camels,
the two-humped Asian or Bactrian camels
and a famous brand, the Camel cigarettes.

I rather like the Dromedary camel myself,
marveling at these
social mammals the camels,
who live in groups called flocks,
a caravan,
a train
or a herd . . .
in the hot desert, yes,
also in zoos!

The filtered and unfiltered, Camels,
they live in small packs. Ha!

Camel cigarettes, camel, mammals, desert, summer heat

Photo source: Wikimedia Common, artist Indiana jo

Common camel greeting,
when they meet,
— involves blowing in each other’s faces

Camel, Dubai Hello you.

I said HELLO!!

And when aggravated,
or scared,
the camel will spit!
Sure, why not, yes?
Spit, it’s always handy so,
please, camel, cough up some stomach content,
mix in some spit and fire away.

That should teach opponents
not to mess with the camels.

Camel Drinking Water in the Desert

One last note:
camels eat cardboard
Truth.

Blogger Milukiriu captured this odd phenomenon
on video. Check it:

“If you love, love the moon; if you steal, steal a camel.” – Egyptian Proverb

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~ Inspiration source: Wahiba Sands, Oman @ Milukiriu2012.wordpress.com

~ Photo sources: 1. Bedouin kissing camel,  Flickr, artist, Vitch; 2. Young camel drinking bottled water close to Red Sea, Flickr, artist, Alexander Witt 3. Close-up camel face, Flickr, artist, Andy Hayes

 

 

Bliss

Lately, thoughts of Bliss
been messing with me
it’s making me curious and
making me wonder.
So, i’m starting with the dictionary 
on Bliss:
– One, complete happiness: perfect happiness
and/or 
– Two, spiritual joy: a state of spiritual joy . . .

Well, if bliss were attainable,
in this lifetime,
I sure hope Bliss finds me
soon.

poetry, random thoughts, bliss, hope, Pink Sherbert Photography

Photo credit: Pink Sherbert Photography, D Sharon Pruitt

Uninvited Guests

With spring season in full bloom, you and I know what lovelies begin to appear on our doorsteps with their knocking and screaming, “Let us in!”

Well, some, the nerve, waltz in uninvited and make like they own your living room, bedrooms, and even find their way under your bed covers. Occasionally, they simply hang around kitchen floors to surprise you in the middle of the night while you sleepily shuffle to the fridge, slurp down that nice cold water because somewhere between midnight and three o’clock your throat turned into a very, very dry desert location.

Suddenly, your sated thirst quench sound “AHHH, that’s good” turns to “OOHH, AiYEEEE!!!!”

Today I  want to focus on one nasty arachnid that is not an insect but related to the spiders and ticks. Now ticks suck big time but I digress… Continue reading