Dreaming in the mist
Djinni in my magic lamp
Smoke and music mate
© 2020 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Smoky Magic Lamp
Dreaming in the mist
Djinni in my magic lamp
Smoke and music mate
© 2020 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Smoky Magic Lamp
You’ve probably read all my poems but here is my newest addition to the ongoing poetic diary of my commonplace life 😀 There are so many photos (mostly of my beloved baritone ukulele) so KDP set the lowest price at $1.99 USD. Must say, this is not my favorite book of poetry. For that, I would recommend my big 3: Chording the Cards or Chakra Madness or Miniature Worlds Sublime.
Wishing us all health and safety in these trying times (that are unfortunately reflected in my poetry) ❤
We talk to Nature
She always explains herself
In a voice like ours
How do we know, though
That voices of trees and clouds
Are not in our mind
That is when we need
The company of humans
To say yay or nay..
Familiar voices
In their own unique timbre
Empirical proof
Trees, animals, waves
Even wind-caressed grasses
A way to recharge
But don’t lock us down
Because even introverts
Will crave human touch…
© 2020 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Alone with the grass
Thought my previous poem is too serious for some so trying a bit of humor. But is it…?
Went shopping at dawn
The Zombie Apocalypse
Shuffling after me
Where’s the T-paper?
X-tra soft tissues will do
Survival food too
Can’t help suspecting
A world-wide conspiracy
Paranoia or…?
(c) 2020 Clarissa Simmens, ViataMaja
IMAGE: Zombie Apocalypse shopping
song-in-progress (can I write a so-called “jolly song” in melancholy Minor chords?)
‘Tis now the season
For buckets of red and green
(Florida dreaming)
Soon the shortest day
Sun’s declination stands still
Candles light the night
Wind and coolness but
This Sunshine State is snowless
(December dreaming)
Golden music plays
Red birds blending with berries
Green floratam sleeps
‘Tis now the season
For energy in coolness
(Florida dreaming)
(c) 2019 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Bucket of red and green
mosquito control
is an elected office
how crazy is that?
last on the spray list
dead-ending into the swamp
malathion? no!
surely it’s water
mosquitoes more numerous
they bite and i scratch
but what a surprise
after over a decade
bats in the twilight!
three against the sky
echolocating dinner
nature’s pesticide…
(c) 2019 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: bats at dusk, creative commons
Beauty or function?
Nature meets the dollar store
Blending together
(c) 2018 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Dollar Store Decor in the Swamp
Trinkets collected
Tactile and vibrational
Replacing tarot
Button box contents
Imbued with spiritual thoughts
Provide sound guidance
A guitar-shaped spoon
Conveyance of Nature’s gifts
Security roots
Earth is survival
Balance food and drink cravings
Healthful harmony
Smothered emotions
Denial not always wise
Concede pain and heal
Water perceives pain
Let the tide carry it out
And begin anew
All birds rule the sky
Drifting feathers are symbols
To rise above fear
Air is mindful life
Thought a logical process
Remember to soar
A John Lennon coin
Perfectionist musician
His image says, “Do!”
Fire is spirit
Music bridges body-soul
Practice makes perfect
After decades of reading cards, interpreting tea leaves and coffee grounds, plotting
astrological charts, numerological studies, elemental skrying, and welcoming in the
new century by using an internet random number generator to receive guidance in this sometimes-overwhelming life, I craved a different way to divine. So I combined my favorite pastime, looking and touching and dreaming over the 4-dimensional
contents of my button box that, of course, contains more than buttons. I don’t
wear anything with buttons anyway. Just slide shirts or tunics over my head and
ready for the day. So here’s what I do: close my eyes and whatever I touch first
is brought to light. I hold it think about it, imbue it with my physical and
spiritual body shell. Depending on how complicated the question is, or the answer
I require, I may continue to choose four (one for each element) or ten (like a
beginner’s tarot reading) or whatever I have time for. This is what I found,
to share with you, via haiku.
(c) 2018 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: My button box
*scroll down for an Animals video*
Strummed this song today
Animals’ “Misunderstood”
Wish I’d written it…
© 2017 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: My baritone ukulele
https://youtu.be/mfwN0X8YnWo YouTube video Animals, Misunderstood
HAIKU (Trick or Treat)
Eight string mandolin
Fresh challenge learning new chords
A Halloween treat!
© 2017 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: CS & new mandolin