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Shadows Reinterpreted #tanka


Image Credit: © Sally Cronin

Stuck in my own trap
Towering walls block the view
I can hear the sea
Doesn’t the flotsam of life
Prove there is more beyond me?


OK, if you don’t understand the title, look up Plato’s allegory of the cave.  But more than just the cave allegory, I was thinking of this quote by Plato (a conclusion of the same story): “Those who are able to see beyond the shadows and lies of their culture will never be understood, let alone believed, by the masses.


Written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge.  This week was a photo challenge.  The photo at the top of the page is by Sally Cronin.  I wrote a tanka this time, and I’m sure I was one of the few this week to base my tanka on a quote by Plato ;)

Vista #writephoto


Photo by Sue Vincent

Looking down, all I can see are the chalk lines of my life.  There is a path of memory behind, and I can make out that there might be a path cut into the Earth ahead, but what does it mean?  An ant on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel will have more idea of the design than I.

But then, perhaps, I am more like Michelangelo, flat on his back, quickly applying the pigment to the chalk-white plaster as it dries all too quick.  Each stroke of the brush took into account all of the others, even if they were impossible to see.

But then, he knew where he was going, didn’t he?  Do I?

Perhaps it isn’t important to see this chalk drawing of life in its entirety.  Perhaps it is better to look out and search for the distant sea.  Perhaps it is best to understand the setting.  Perhaps it is better to drink in the fragrant summer air and enjoy the view.

Perhaps it is about the vista, not the ground below my feet.

Perhaps I need to look up, not down.



Written for Sue Vincent’s writephoto challenge.  The photo at the top is her photo-prompt.  She also provided the key word “Vista”.



Mount Monadnock seen from North Pack Monadnock

“I’m burning up.  Can you turn on the A/C?”

I actually had the A/C on.

We were in my car and I was driving in all-electric mode.  A/C uses a lot of electricity, so when I’m alone I only use it when it is really needed.  With another person in the car…

“It’s on, set at 74.”

Just being on the A/C takes most of the humidity out of the air.  At 74, it was almost 20 degrees cooler than outside.  I was cool and my fingers were frozen.

“74?  I usually keep mine on 67 when it’s this hot.”

In the winter this same person had their heat set at 75.

Truthfully, I don’t get it.  People seem to have such a limited operating temperature.  Yes, I like to be comfortable, but I think people push it too far. Continue reading

I Want Your Smiles #weeklysmile 58 Reminder

Weekly Smile #WeeklySmile

Weekly Smile #WeeklySmile

(I want to reassure you before you read this that nothing bad has happened in my life, it is just that I have been thinking.  As they say, thinking can be a dangerous thing :) )

I’ve often said that smiles come in many sizes and shapes.  I often tell you big smiles of the week, but sometimes the small ones are more important.   I also tell you to go out and smile.  I get it that it is hard for some.  I say, smile anyway.  Smiling is living.

What is life really about, then?  Is it possible to be happy when your stomach is growling from hunger?  Can you find love when so many hate you for reasons beyond your control?  Are there really silver linings in great disasters?  Loss and sorry fill many lives.  Who am I to say that you should smile?  Continue reading

Does it Matter? Photo Philosophy


New Hampshire is gorgeous in the fall  people come from all over the country, all over the world, to see the leaves change.  This year they came on very slowly, but all at once it seemed like every leaf changed.  Usually it’s more drawn out, so the last two days have been spectacular!  But…

OK, photography has not been in the cards for the last few days and won’t be again for a few more.  And then, I’m like over 1000 photos behind.  What I mean is, I have over 1000 photos on my camera that I have not gone through.  The are from the last half of the summer and the beginning of autumn.  So do I even need to take more pictures? Continue reading

The Hike

Mount Monadnoc

Mt. Monadnock seen from Pack Monadnock

I used to hike Mount Monadnock all of the time (Google it).  After the first couple of times up I changed my route so that I would take long arcing hikes that would totally skip the summit.  I would get close and there were always places to take in the view, but I saw no reason to go to the top.

On more than one occasion I had people ask me why I didn’t go all of the way to the top.  If you don’t go to the summit, what’s the point?  Where is the destination?  I had people tell me they hated hiking without an objective.

To me hiking was the point, spending time outside communing with nature was the objective.  It was the journey, not the destination that was important. Continue reading



Once or twice
Out of the blue
I’ve had an epiphany
About Life
The Universe
And the Way Things Should Be
It’s weird, though
Nothing was in words
Or images
Or feelings
Yet I understood it
Let it guide me
In my day-to-day dealings
It was always
At the tip of my tongue
Ready to be said
But the ideas
Outstripped language
To higher truths they led
It all crystalized
Everything came together
And made sense
Although it’s all the same
Everything has changed
Forever hence

—– Continue reading

Everlasting Words?


We hang on the words of the Masters.  We remember what has been said by those who have gone before us.  Great speeches, like “I have a dream” or “Four score and seven years ago”.  We remember words from literature.  “It was the best of times.”  There are plays and poetry, such as “How do I love thee”.  Movies, TV shows, pop songs and just about any place words are used contribute to our daily conversation.  There are so many words and lines that everyone knows.  And for reason.  There is little as beautiful as words, little that can move heart and soul with such force as those unreal bits of mind and imagination called “words”.

Some words will live forever, or for at least as long as our species survives.  People will always quote from the books of their religions or  from the likes of Homer and Shakespeare.  Words will be remembered.

Will any words or lines from our blogs be remembered?  Will there be courses one hundred years from now where people will quote what has been said on the virtual pages of Word Press?  Will the things we write on any social media be passed on to future generation?

When I started blogging I thought of it as a way to permanently store my words and thoughts.  Forever people would be able to read what I said.  But blogs seem to be ephemeral.  You put up a post today and it is forgotten by tomorrow when the new post comes up to take its place.  The words seem a chimera, a mirage.  We try to hide the temporary nature of blogging by creating menus to guide people to older posts, but how many times have you seen people actually use them?  People sometimes go up and read my “About” page, but they don’t go through my short stories or poems.

Of course there are blogs out there that make a difference.  There are words from the front lines of revolutions.  There are those who define the extremes of political thought.  There are those who create the news and those that drive the news.  The future will remember the brave people who risked life and freedom to state their opinions or expose the lies of our times.

But will they quote the actually words?

I’ve read so many beautiful words on blogs.  I would hate for them to all be gone.  If I leave a paper book there is a possibility that some historian will leaf through the pages.  Will someone actually leaf through the pages of “Trent’s World” after I am gone?

Words, words words, millions, tens of millions, perhaps hundreds of millions, written every day.  Were do they all go?  Do they even matter any more? Do they just evaporate into the ether?

Where do the words go?



Life is the universe’s fight against entropy. We may lose in the very, very long term, but for now we owe it to the universe to live our lives to the fullest!


Taken from a comment made on yesterday’s poem and expanded.  Hey, I’m off living and don’t have time to write a new post ;)

A Better Place – Repost


I’m sorry I’ve been doing a lot of reposts – First i don’t have time and second, this is perfect for Earth day

Many campers, most backpackers and all Boy Scouts know the saying, “Leave the campsite better than when you found it.” That goes far beyond, “Take only pictures, leave only footprints,” since it involves actively doing good.

A slight variation of this phrase is a good bedrock of your personal philosophy, “Leave the Earth better than when you found it.” Like the scouting phrase, it involves a protective part, “don’t do harm,” and an active part, “do good.” Continue reading