A Poem About a Cold Day, in Part due to Clouds

This is a bit of a ramble.
I think perhaps there were too many pauses between writing lines without thinking about what I was writing. Oh well.

I hope you enjoy.

Cold is the day
With no reprieve in sight
Clouds spread out
expressing a bright dullness
Consuming the expanse above
And keeping the cold closer
Leaving the day to feel bleak
And slow, and sluggish and dry
Teasing an impending storm
That will not arrive
Keeping the mood held
As low as the cold
Though both may pass
Through time’s flow
And movement may loosen
Through weather’s change
Though until then
This now shall be lived

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 960: Hurdles

It’s cold and all that other stuff so I’m just going tog et on with the writing as the writing may just help keep me warm, or something. That’s the hope, but that is not the reason for why I am writing this bit of writing at this particular juncture in time.

The reason as to why I am currently writing this bit of writing is that the urge to write is there and writing is what I currently want to do, so really there’s little reason for me to be writing at the present moment other than the desire to write, which is something I desire quite often and do far less of than I’d like to do so, so yeah.

Consider this opening bit the announcement that I’ve nothing to work with this morning. also consider it notification that the rest of this will likely be a mess to read. Certainly won’t be a mess to write, however.

Or maybe it will.

So anyway, now that I’ve said all that I want to say for the morning, I need to move toward the other things that need to be said. The day has begun and yet the proclamations need to be made so as to know how it is that the day will fare, assuming that it will fare in any way, shape or form at all. However, there shall be no proclamations made. Instead of that it will just be all random stuff, or something.

I don’t really know, to be honest.

I don’t know as to what it is that I need to say from here and I don’t want to bear the burden of responsibility. Of course I only have myself to blame in this instance, but that is not something I want to worry about at the present moment. I don’t want to think about the hurdles I’ve set up; instead of going over them I just want to walk away from them. I want to walk slowly and calmly. Perhaps even with a hint of relaxation in my step. There are many other things I’d prefer to do, but right now I need to stare them down and let them know that they will be surmounted.

There are better things that I can do with my time. However, those better things are not going to come into play in any way, shape or form as the issue is that I’ve surrounded myself with hurdles. The hurdles are in every direction and so I need to eventually find a way to surmount them, so I will stare them down.

Maybe in the staring down of the hurdles they will bow to my will, but that is hoping for the impossible and so I need to think of other, more proactive things to do so that I can get them done and all that other stuff.

I think I’ve gone off the rails a bit, so let us just pretend that that all makes sense.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:47:12

For how messy this is, it was not exactly the easiest of things to write.
However, that is in part due to the keyboard having some issues with a couple of the keys starting to have issues with pressing them down.

Not a great read.

Written at home.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 959: Tired, Cold Rambling

That sensation of fading out in the sense of not being able to stay awake long enough is taking hold and it is not something that I quite want to find myself engaged within at the present moment. I have not done enough today and thus I need to stay awake in order to get to the end of it all. There need not be lengthy pauses at the moment.

However, the enemy of my existence which is the one I dance with the most – laziness – is here and I must fight that enemy off and try to get this finish, lest I succumb to the enticement of its actions and therefore find myself lost in a whirlwind of expectation that surrounds me and tries to keep me anchored at my desk and so on and so forth.

However, I know not as to where I am to go, so perhaps now is the time for me to go to bed and therefore find the rest that I so readily crave, as rest will come soon as I am tired and should have written this hours ago, but you can’t win them all when there are things that involve the need to sleep and the need to shake off all that determination in order to start making the journey toward the restitution for sleep, which I guess would be sleep and I don’t quite know as  to what it is that I’m going on about. Still, that does not stop me and I will finish this bit of writing before I get up and go and find some rest, or something.

Anyway, the thing is that I’ve been lazy and now I am paying for it, but so long as I finish this I will have finished something and that is then something that I’ve done today, which will of course mean not all of the day has been wasted and I can get on with things and getting on with things means doing more things which is not what I want to do at the moment as what I want to do at the moment is rest, so soon instead of doing more things I’ll just rest and resting will then mean tomorrow I’ll feel better about things.

I really need to stop leaving these until I’m in a state where I want to sleep more than I want to do things. Clearly it is not good for the writing at the present moment, nd yet sometimes I cannot stop myself from doing so and so I keep on going and hope that somehow I get this done and then move onto the next thing and it’s just a cycle that I need to try and find a way to break out of as it’s not helping in the slightest, but right now that is not something I feel like getting into. What I feel like getting into is bed and so now I shall get on with that.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:42:19

Not great writing. I’ve waited too long to write today.

Written at home.

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Give Way

A sign with straightforward phrasing that gets its intent across more often than it doesn’t, as seen somewhere in regional Victoria.

I don’t have much to say about this, but I do like how the sign sits relative to other developed objects visible in the frame.

I hope you enjoy.

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Joe Hisaishi: Silent Love

I think I was trying to find a balance between describing the song and the imagery I was getting from the listen and I think I did a better job than the last few times. However, once more there was some pausing and rewinding which I feel was necessary due to how cold my hands were.

Joe Hisaishi’s (久石譲) “Silent Love” is from the soundtrack for A Scene at the Sea (あの夏、いちばん静かな海).

I hope you enjoy.

Some sort of twinkling fading in. The light touch of a piano and then percussive notation.
Strings, or at least a facsimile of strings come in. Calm is the music, but weighted; Melancholy, or a bittersweet mood finds itself flowing in.

Bass firm, striking, present. Its notes are specific and it almost seems like it is helping to guide toward something. The idea of a voice comes in, emphasises, almost as though part of a rolling ocean. Slight piano touches and string responses come in and assist in guiding.

Suddenly a greater deal of emotional rise and sense of the dramatic takes over. The song flourishes for a brief moment. Then it lowers once more, back to what it was just before, but once more for a brief moment and with ever-so-slightly more.

Once more it flourishes and this time with vocals providing words that are clear, yet vague. they exist but not in the way of the music. The instruments are a little more emotive, the percussive sounds firm but the beat calm. A solo of sorts appears, holding focus without dominating the song. It is furthering the narrative, doing only as much as necessary and no more.

The song is locked into its flourishing. A guitar moves along, providing a little extra emphasis, helping to keep the mood shaped and permeating, then the instruments rise a little higher and the beat becomes a little more striking. The song is full but it still provides space; it, much like the rest of the instrumentation, stares out to the sea from the beach, looking for something, perhaps a dream. Perhaps notions of the romantic. The waves rise and fall and, despite the bittersweet mood, a sense of determination also rises.

The guitar gains focus yet it too refuses to dominate. Its notes mostly leave space and perhaps it is providing a response to what came earlier. The focus is brief once more, and once more the song flourishes. The determination to achieve is there, as is the bittersweet. The instruments move and flow forward, painting their picture as the violin and guitar dance with each other. There is an energy but it is not too much, and the atmosphere is present and weighty, yet earned.

A sudden drawing out of notes and the mood is heavy. Then it all drops back, revealing the twinkling once more, as much the same as it was, but felt in a different way. A piano looks out quietly and perhaps fragile, but there is no answer and the song ends.

 

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High Pass Filter: Smart Bomb

This is another of my favourite songs, and also another where there was a bit more pausing and rewinding than I’d have liked. Oh well.

I think I captured describing what happens in the song; Not much imagery though, though there’s a small amount in what I wrote. I feel as though I haven’t done well enough by the song as it’s rather beautiful and wide.

Some of what I think is turntable scratching might be sample manipulation. Not certain.

High Pass Filter’s “Smart Bomb” is from Soft Adventure.

I hope you enjoy.

Echoing guitar alternating between different sounds. Turntable scratches appear in the space, creating slight emphasis. Bass comes in, stepping. The scratching becomes more prominent; once the percussion appears the scratching becomes a lead. The bass shifts into something similar, yet different. The song becomes full and yet space remains.

Guitar starts to scale upward and ring away as the vocals, almost breathy, make their appearance. Some words are clear and the whole delivery provides what is recognisable as words, but it’s unclear and almost dreamlike, floating along like the rest of the song. The turntabling had pulled back a little, letting the rest of the instrumentation have its time. Guitar continues to curl around and seemingly flicker at times.

Suddenly everything pulls back. The bass pulses and brass calls out, muted and low, yet distinct. Percussion occasionally rolls through. There’s quiet on the plains.

The bass picks up once more, the guitar rings out again, the percussion comes back in full and the brass call out triumphantly. It all glides with a grace and beauty, and seems to just breathe. One last vocal line, then a return to the scratches, stepping bass and ringing guitar. Brass once more muted and calls out in short notes. The bass falls away, the guitar scales and rings, the percussion pulls back and provides brief rolls. A sound echoing in the distance pulls away, as does the brass. Eventually the percussion stops and the guitar remains, lone for a few seconds as the song ends.

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Supermoon

A moon of the super variety.

This was taken during the recent super blood moon event.
Might be the clearest photo of the moon that I’ve taken.

I don’t have much to say about this photo, though I do like how the early stages of the eclipse affect the moon’s appearance.

This is my submission into Leanne Cole‘s “Monochrome Madness” for this week.
I suggest checking out Leanne’s photography, as well as checking out what other people submit.

A lot of what people are submitting will likely end up here.

I hope you enjoy.

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Infusion: Daylight Hours

With this one I spent a bit of time pausing and rewinding the song, trying to take in as much as I could. I think that there could have been a little less repetition.

I think with this one I was trying to convey what was happening in the song a bit more. This is one of my favourite songs, but I felt that it was a bit of a struggle for me. What I wrote came easy, but it was more in the articulation, I think.

Infusion’s “Daylight Hours” is from Six Feet Above Yesterday.

I hope you enjoy.

Muted sound, seemingly rotating on itself. Around this other sounds come and go. Something less muted following a slight pattern. Various small flourishes. Notes that help accentuate the idea of a beat.

Something lower in sound comes in and provides more context. It, much like what else is going on, is highly rhythmic. It follows the flow in its own way and slides in with ease. Sounds much like brass slowly rise up before going back down; shortly after what sounds like a vibraphone joins in and starts dancing its own melody on the base. It keeps itself spaced and succinct and moves organically through the scenery as it is painted.

Still scatterings of other sounds find their way, perhaps as though they are structures rising up as they are passed. The brass itself begins rising up more and holding more prominence. Notes elongate, then it falls away, letting the song fall back to focus on the first sounds. The focus holds for a brief period, then the first words appear.

A thick bass and steady beat come in and, along with the words, take over. They don’t take over the scenery so much as they guide it to somewhere else that still fits in with what came before. The vocals deliver rapidly and in a way that seems both flat and expressive. It seems as though it’s in a matter of showing imagery of an idea of what is to come and its words connect and flow along with as much ease as what came before.

The bass and rhythm stay steady and as resonant as the lyrics and their delivery. Occasional flourishes, as well as something else flowing along keep the movement going. The brass returns, as well as other songs, the percussion becomes fuller and more striking.

There is much movement and it is all in alignment in its continuation. The vocals seem to build to something and, in a slight pause they deliver their last few words of the passage in motion. The final word echoes out whilst the beat continues, engaging in interplay between cymbal, and kick and snare. The vibraphone becomes clear once more and all seems straight ahead, no speeding up and no slowing down. Brass continues to accentuate and elongate. The music is as calm as it is energised and it feels organic and absorbing. There is a sense of space and openness, but there is also a sense of focus.

The beat drops away and slowly other sounds follow suit. Eventually it is down to two sounds. Then the vibraphone loops on itself and starts to fade as the song ends.

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Melbourne CBD During Sunset

Here are three photos of Melbourne CBD during sunset.
I like how these photos almost show the passage of time, albeit roughly.

I also like the variation in colour. It makes the sunset’s light feel as though it’s concentrated only on certain areas of the scenes, which it is, and I think the three photos do a good job of showing that.

I also like how in the last photo Melbourne CBD feels small It’s not the biggest CBD, but for Australia it is quite large. However, here it is not when taking into consideration the surrounding land and the sun.

This is my submission into the one hundred-and-fifty-first Lens-Artists Photo Challenge.

The theme for this one is “From Large to Small“.

I feel as though these photos count due to how framing and relation affects how (in terms of size) Melbourne CBD appears.

The challenge is hosted by four people and cycles weekly:

Week 1 – Patti

Week 2 – Ann-Christine aka Leya

Week 3 – Amy

Week 4 – Tina

Patti is curating this week’s challenge. Leya is curating next week.

I recommend participating in the challenges. They’re enjoyable and allow room for interpretation of the theme without straying too far. If you don’t participate, then I recommend that you at least check out what others of the Lens-Artists community are submitting.

I hope you enjoy.

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One Thousand Word Challenge 124: Waiting

I sit here and I spend my time waiting. I am waiting for something to happen, but I know not as to what that something might be. I do know, however that for once it does not concern writing and so I’m feeling a little more free to ramble on about things that don’t matter. Of course I generally feel pretty free to do that, but right now it’s just a little more free than usual. perhaps you could argue that I am galvanised at the moment, but that is something that I don’t want to get into.

I also don’t want to get into discussing the wonderful driver who thought it would be a good idea to overtake around a corner, crossing a double line to do it and doing it shortly before six in the morning, and due to doing it a fair bit over the speed limit, almost taking me and my partner out. Beyond what I’ve just said, it feels like a waste of energy at the moment.

I could discuss what it is that I am waiting for, but what I am waiting for is quite easy to summarise. You see, what I am waiting for is the point in time where I start getting ready to do things as there are things of which I am to do this afternoon and they will start with my getting ready to head outside. I will head into the outside world and once I am there I will go on a journey that involves driving and moving from one location to another location. There will be some places where I stop along the way. There may be places where I do not stop. There also could be places where I both do and do not stop, but what I do know is that there will be quite a few locations passed and there will be the act of motion in which I will engage in as an active participant, for participating in the act of moving through space and time is something of which I shall be a participant in and of the active variety.

Now that I have that out of the way, perhaps I should look at discussing other things. I should look at what the time is so I can be better equipped to start getting ready, for the process of getting ready requires a few steps and I need to make sure that I am ready to take part in those steps. I need to know that I can actively move forward toward the act of getting ready and I need to make sure that the act of getting ready is one in which I will be able to pass through with little difficulty.

Technically many things could happen between now and the point in which I will be ready, but I’m sure that with enough time and work I could mitigate most of those things and make sure that the things I can’t prevent have a smaller chance of happening, or at least less clutter around them so I can better avoid them when they come along.

Maybe there is a chance where I am overthinking this, but thinking is good as it helps the brain function… I think… but there are other things that I need to consider with this statement of statements, but perhaps those other things will not be considered and instead I will just keep on going on with whatever it is that I am going on about as I am currently spending time waiting and soon I will wait no more and instead jump into action so that I can get to the end of what it is that I need to get to the end of, which just so happens to be a series of events in which I will participate, followed by taking it easy, or something.

Maybe there will be no taking it easy and instead I will just keep on going. That too is a possibility of which is one that I need to consider, for there are plenty out there and now I am just rambling and perhaps I need to try and find a way to stop. However, the issue here is that I am on a flow that just allows all of this to keep on pouring out and so I need to let it happen so that I can move onto other things.

What if it doesn’t stop?

What if I am stuck like this and there is no way out? What if somehow, despite my constant rambling, this has been bottled up for my entire existence and only now it is coming forward? What if I have to let this happen? I don’t want that to be the case. I want to be able to relax nd take it easy before the inevitable getting up and getting ready. I don’t want to have to let a bunch of words flow on endlessly for the rest of my days.

I don’t know what to do and therefore maybe it no longer is time to wait. Maybe now is the time for me to start working toward closing this up by force and then getting up and doing the things. Maybe I need to take action and then go from there.

There is every chance that this might not work, but then again it might just and then I will be fine and there will be nothing left for me to worry about for at lest five minutes or so. However, there is every chance that perhaps I am overthinking this too and therefore I need to stop worrying about what it is that I am worrying about, then get this wrapped ups o I can go onto other things, but then again there is no telling at this stage so perhaps I will just fight to stop the flow and then get back to the periodic act of waiting.

The time it took to write one thousand words: 11:21:94

This one was quick and also something that, whilst messy, is something I’m happy with.
It was really easy to write and as such it felt really smooth to write.

Written at home.

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