Picks from Nov. 21st 2016

I hope you enjoyed the photos. ’til next time. ^_^

[Journal]Picks from Nov. 8th 2016

I love going out and taking long walks in autumn. It’s just that I don’t always do that even though I love it. I keep asking myself why. I guess I’m lazy, perhaps?! Anyways, yesterday was a good day for a hike. And I finally hit the road – the mountain road

I got my new mirrorless camera to enjoy along with a mixed playlist of Tim Bowness and Gazpacho songs.

As soon as clouds covered the sun my finger on the shutter button went crazy! I picked this photo to share from over 15 pictures. Don’t think it’s the best one. The rest are just duplicates and variations of the same scene. (a waste of shutter actuations!)

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Soon after, it rained briefly I doubled back to the main road and what do you know? A rainbow! Unfortunately, I got distracted by a shepherd who thought I was lost and kept asking me questions. Well eventually, I got this decent shot of the rainbow.

The shepherd didn’t want me to take a picture of him. I settled for the sheep.

We kept talking for a while until it was time for me to go home. He was a nice guy. I wanted to shoot a portrait of him but like all people in my town; they’re simply not open to the idea yet. It’s understandable (but also a shame.)

Took those on my way back. As soon as I stepped into the house, the rain fell as if a dam in the sky broke!

I got comfortable indoors and spent the best part of the night editing photos on Lightroom.

Until next time. ^_^

[Journal]Impromptu Poem 23/09/2016

It’s been months since the last time I have posted poetry here. and It’s been even longer since the last time I’ve written poetry seriously; as in poetry for poetry not poetry for self-therapy!

We all have issues and each of us deals with them on their own way. mine was writing, even though i was never good at it. It’s not a problem for me, I’m even fine with writing ungrammatically as long as I transfer something to paper. But there are also times when I become a sort of a perfectionist. That’s when it takes at least a week for me to finish up a poem! and I haven’t done that in a long time. I guess I got distracted by whatever life’s throwing at me which between us is a whole lot of nothing. Perhaps that’s exactly why! It’s the nothingness, the utter plainness of routine and total detachment from the time-flow. In fact, it’s more like a nothingness that’s extremely busy! It’s somewhere and somewhen you get lost in pallid tones of life.

I gotta tell you it’s a pretty bad time and space to exist in! Well, at least I’m not alone there. I have my words and I have my people (and coffee too!) That makes it bearable.

This poem’s taken from my Impromptu Poetry notebook. Now that I’m reading it after a few months it actually doesn’t make sense. Whatever! I’m sure it made perfect sense back when I wrote it.

 

Memories lost in misty veils of grey

Fading into darkness elegantly

Leaving only poignant pain

oscillating in a hollow heart

moments I can no longer name,

carried with them a person

the person I used to be

feelings are now a fringe frontier

I’m in a transition into a dominion of

Processed poetry and unknown knowns

What remains is a distorted face

That doesn’t remember its features.

 

Wassim Cherif © Impromptu Poetry 2016