fuji san shinkansen window look up up up
My first glimpse of Mount Fuji was in May 1990 from a shinkansen window as we travelled from Hiroshima to Odawarra. I almost missed it because of the distractions flashing past outside the train as it hurtled along. Suddenly the cloud cleared and through the smog Japan’s sacred mountain appeared, hovering in the sky. Close up there is something awe inspiring about Fuji San
epitaph
warning or welcome
sad farewell
from the grave
darkness of despair
deep message
Jill and I were tracking the call of a Tui in The Napier Botanic Gardens in New Zealand when we chanced upon the historical nineteenth century section of the Napier cemetery .Time stood still for us as we slowly wandered amongst the graves beautifully adorned with semi wild flowers and creepers. Reading the headstones in old graveyards is always fascinating and ones imagination can wander with some of the more detailed ones. What tragedy lay behind Caroline’s death? was it an accident? Who wrote this first person epitaph? I took the photo and have re visited the image several times to ponder. There is almost a touch of fictional writing within these words of the last line. And we missed the Tui that time.
Just the image for the one a week Photo Challenge word challenge and this week it is FICTION. This is my contribution . For this years 52 weekly challenges planned by Cathy and Sandra visit Cathy’s blog at https://nanacathydotcom.wordpress.com/one-a-week-photo-challenge-2017/
The second haiku has been added later for Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge 154 Darkness & Deep. To see many other haiku poems using these challenge words hit this link https://ronovanwrites.com/2017/06/19/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-154-darknessdeep/
nothing can move this
oldest bridge in the land
at peace in autumn
The Richmond Bridge at Richmond just outside Hobart Tasmania Australia is the oldest constructed bridge in the country. A legacy of convict labour this bridge and many other beautiful early nineteenth century Georgian architectural beauties are beautiful reminders of a brutal colonial history.
This is my contribution to Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge. Check this fantastic blog out at this Ping back Link https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2015/08/31/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-60-bridge-move/
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