Musical interlude

July 14, 2013 by Created by RCW

While sitting in a pub in downtown Victoria, BC, I became fascinated by idle instruments sitting in a corner.

I thought the chip out of the cymbal was fascinating

Loved the colour striations and the way the light plays with the grooves

Even the drum sticks look a little worse for wear

Cones in silence

July 12, 2013 by Created by RCW

Cones in silence

Pine cones lay amongst barren rocks, awaiting the hunger of rodents to scatter their progeny to more welcoming homes in happier climes.

Forgotten tribute

July 11, 2013 by Created by RCW

A nation born

On the backs

Of men not welcome.

Forgotten thanks

Never remiss,

Never too late.

Humble peace for your

Nation-building sacrifices

[Dedicated to the sacrifices of the Chinese population within Canada as they helped build the railway system that connected the country shore to shore, as commemorated in an art instillation in downtown Toronto]

Building a trestle, the basis of a bridge perhaps

A lone man stands in the line of fire should that rope fray

His safety harness, a lone hand

Cognition

July 11, 2013 by Created by RCW

Tooth meets tooth meets tooth

And the wheels turn;

Achingly, grudgingly, lethargically;

Movement begetting movement.

Alone, spinning without purpose;

United, moving with common cause.

So simple, so effective, so elegant;

So easily forgotten.

Land claims

July 10, 2013 by Created by RCW

Nature reclaims her right.

Man’s incursion a blip,

A tentative ownership

Of lands unpapered.

Rights and privileges

Once stolen, retaken.

We are all temporary,

Denizens of our day;

Reclaimed and resoiled,

We complete the cycle.

Rainy night

July 8, 2013 by Created by RCW

Watery applause

filters through my window;

an atmospheric

stream of consciousness,

rafting my mind

to memories thought lost,

of friends, of love,

of pain, of loss.

Flushing rivulets

clear out the old

to make space for

sunnier days ahead.

Heavy rains make for sodden cycling

Rain drops in such profusion that ripples annihilate ripples

Microcosms

July 7, 2013 by Created by RCW

A thousand years ago (give or take), I listened to a radio theatre program called X Minus One, which told a story about a society that makes its first attempts to leave its planet only to slowly realize it lives within a bubble of water in our universe.

I have not been able to look at a dew droplet in quite the same way ever since.