Shine the Divine: Creativity IS a Spiritual Practice: Still Standing

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Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Still Standing

fragile still standing

summer yellow frock a dream

stripped down to essence

lily skeletons

balanced on hollow straw stems

i remember you

standing still fragile

how alike we have become

stripped down to essence

27 comments:

KelApril 3, 2012 at 7:02 AM
the essence of bare bones
fragility
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EllaApril 3, 2012 at 9:42 AM
This is so fragile and beautiful!
I'm amazed at seeing these photos...
WOW!
The poem expresses their impact,their message!
Great job
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Laurie KolpApril 3, 2012 at 9:57 AM
Laura- This is beautiful, metaphorical... the last stanza especially.
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TexWisGirlApril 3, 2012 at 10:22 AM
definitely like little rib cages.
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LindyLouMac in ItalyApril 3, 2012 at 11:43 AM
Intriguing photographs, they are lovely.
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Sherry Blue SkyApril 3, 2012 at 11:48 AM
"How alike we have become stripped down to essence." Beautiful words and photos, kiddo. And beautiful essences, too:)
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Brian MillerApril 3, 2012 at 3:35 PM
great last line and you know...both are still standing...smiles....nice perspective on the pics too...
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HannahApril 3, 2012 at 4:08 PM
i remember you

standing still fragile
how alike we have become
stripped down to essence

Images and poem...perfection Laura! I love how the bit above makes the nature if it so personal. Beautiful.
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Audrey Howitt aka DivaloungerApril 3, 2012 at 5:03 PM
Wonderful last stanza--I love your work and I wish you peace--
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Kerry O'ConnorApril 3, 2012 at 5:35 PM
Such a carefully worded metaphor - each word carries weight. Just superb writing.
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ClaudiaApril 3, 2012 at 5:39 PM
stripped down to essence...sometimes that's a good thing...getting aware of our fragility...though not an easy process at all...the pics are breath-taking laura
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DaydreamertooApril 3, 2012 at 5:47 PM
Isn't this exactly what we all become, eventually. It's what we do with our lives before they return to their essence, isn't it?
Beautiful Haiku. Each compliments the other, perfectly.
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zongrikApril 3, 2012 at 5:56 PM
a lot of living beings that seem fragile, are actually not...they survive in a harsh environment
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ManicddailyApril 3, 2012 at 6:31 PM
Beautiful pics and poignant verse. K.
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skyraftApril 3, 2012 at 7:43 PM
Perfect mix of pictures and words. Nice use of repetition as well.

Great work.
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ayalaApril 3, 2012 at 7:44 PM
Such a great ending, Laura. Dear friend I wish you Chag Chag Sameach and best wishes. xo
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the wild magnoliaApril 3, 2012 at 7:51 PM
side by side by side
changing lilies
bare
beauties

hope there is some good news for you....you remain with me and in my prayers.
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Sky Raft WandererApril 3, 2012 at 8:08 PM
Wonderful mesh of pictures and words. Perfectly compliments to each other. Really like the repetition as well.

Very nice work here.
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hedgewitchApril 3, 2012 at 8:19 PM
Devastating, Laura--sparse, simple, true, and beautiful. The photography also is just luminous. So enjoyed seeing more of your work this last Sunday at real toads.
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MarcieApril 4, 2012 at 7:30 AM
Absolutely exquisite..a wonderful metaphor for life!
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Judy at Peace Be With YouApril 4, 2012 at 8:13 AM
Just beautiful ....
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John (@bookdreamer)April 4, 2012 at 2:50 PM
Lovely fusion of words and image
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Uneven StephenApril 4, 2012 at 2:56 PM
Great poem, and photos to accompany. I really like how you switched the lines up here to change the meaning: "fragile still standing" vs. "standing still fragile".
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hyperCRYPTICalApril 4, 2012 at 4:36 PM
A superb write.

Anna :o]
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Belva Rae StaplesApril 6, 2012 at 9:27 AM
This is a lovely haiku string!
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mansuetudeApril 6, 2012 at 9:17 PM
We are all One. And declared. Good ! So lovely
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DulcinaApril 6, 2012 at 9:45 PM
Powerful images & words, Laura.
You have described essence wonderfully comparing the fragility of a dying lily to your relationship: weak?, yes, but still standing.
:)
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Remnants

Before the eMeS, my now constant companion begged me to stay close to home, I taught art, yoga and meditation to Jewish teens in the Greater Boston area. The collage series in the slide show above was created using forgotten paper scraps that slipped between the cracks of the tables onto the floor, from an Art as a Sacred Practice class I taught to High School students several years ago. My intention was to find the intrinsic value in each remnant. Often the beauty of an individual person goes unrecognized or unappreciated until it is revealed in the context of a relationship; the same is true of colors, shapes and textures. Click on the images to take a closer look. They are tiny works, some no bigger than 1.5” x 1.5”