Dancing Echoes

Beats Stumbling Around in Silence



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In smoldering ash
Nothing left but a flicker
Of a life that was

 Before the earth’s atmosphere
Became the human experiment

In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #113: Smoke, The Weekly Photo Challenge: Experimental and The Daily Post: Atmospheric






The glow of life as it recedes
Deep into the dormant stage
Gathering energy, steadfastly waiting
For the first hint of spring’s warmth
To release the sleeping beauty within
And begin the life cycle anew

In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a word Challenge #109: Steadfast, The Weekly Photo Challenge: Glow and The Daily Post: Release




On Wednesday:


Giant is
A matter of perspective
Bug’s eye view

By Saturday:


Formosan termites
A giant pain in my ass
Just nature doing its thing

I put the top post together on Wednesday. The idea was that giant is a matter of perspective. A flower that comes to my knee is as giant to an insect as a redwood tree is to us and everything in the universe is a matter of scale. So much for light and pretty. By Saturday the insect world had taken a dark turn in my life. I had a termite inspection and needless to say the house failed. Badly. Formosan termites had gotten into the first story floor via a covered area under the stairs. These rat bastards can reduce what in scale to them is a giant house to pulp in a year. Saturday while cleaning up the damaged wood with four letter expletives pouring from my mouth I realized that the only reason I was pissed was because the termites were breaking down my house instead of a dead tree. That what they are doing is vital to the earth’s survival. Imagine if nothing broke down, nothing was recycled and energy was never transferred. Then life could not be sustained. In a weird way I am grateful they exist and eventually, these little guys will have their way and the house will be rendered back to the earth. It just better be long after I have moved on. For now I am taking evil pleasure in watching these little buggers squirm in the sunlight.

In response to Pic and a Word Challenge # 108: Giants and the Weekly Photo Challenge: Scale.



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One does wonder
About the number
Of snowflakes in a storm
Or grains of sand on a beach
Drops of water in the ocean
Or stars in the sky
Molecules in our body
Or life in the universe
The number of infinite possibilities
Of mankind
To find the truth
As sentient beings
Are want to do
Rather than be
And the need to know “why”
Is hardwired in our DNA

In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #106: Numbers


Mighty Succession



There is a beauty
In wreck and ruin
Where survival
Is the leading lady
Time worn
But still standing
The scars of violence
Begin to heal
Her pyroclastic flow
Long since dried
But deep down inside
Her core still burns

In response to CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI: Carpe Diem #1259 creating beauty and The Daily Post: Mighty

This is a photograph of Mt St Helens 37 years after her iconic blast.


Mental Hegira


As I stand on the precipice
I slow down my brain
Away from the city noise
Listening to my breathing
My steady heartbeat
The wind swirling around me
Carrying the sounds of voices
Ancestors who stood here before me
The caw of the crow
Observing me with amusement
For he already knows
What I am learning
To quiet myself
And let it be

in response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Layered



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My heart goes out to my Gulf Coast neighbors. I want to say that the storm will pass and there are rainbows ahead but right now that seems trite and doesn’t bring solace. The impact of these devastating disasters lasts for years. In the current climate of divisiveness and anger, it gives me hope to see folks coming together and showing the best of humanity under such horrible circumstances.

For anyone who wants to help, here is a link to the Hurricane Harvey Facebook page with options for donation.

In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #101: Rainbows