The Bell Sounds...



'They Never Call...' by Rob Hanson Photography



















Faintly... in the distant echoes of time,
Stretching far beyond the length of your lines,
Buried beneath the dusty layers climb,
And the bell sounds... an urgency of kinds...


Calling forth, the lost numbers unwritten,
Pane-staking images, hues dimmed yet all,
Combine beneath the years, once yet bitten,
Diagrammed plans, changing hearts, here the call...


Changing times post beyond the doorway now,
Documented dreams bear forth the future,
For deep within, beating it's heart lies how,
Master-crafted as the bootman's suture...


Faintly... in the distant echoes of time,
Now the bell sounds... an urgency of rhyme.


Petrina Lesko
June 2011

In what now seems a distant time long ago, there lied lines, plans of a new picture for me... calling, if you will, with an urgency.  The bell sounded, alerting me to new beginnings... From those beginnings (of a year ago) came my adventure through blogland.  Looking beyond the dusty shelves, searching the photos posted, the words translated through new creativites and familiar rhymes... the call stretched through the lines transmitting new energies, new outlets, ultimately bringing me to this point.  It is with great joy that I reach my first blogoversary, renewed in my creative energies, hoping to carry my message beyond all known possibilities, as did the first telephone call placed by A. G. Bell.  (What would he be thinking now of the wireless generation of communcations?)

As the bell sounds today, I send the message of a very special  THANK YOU  to everyone here in blogland who has taken the time to stop by and listen to my message.  Thank you for all of the encouragement and guidance over the past year.  It has been a fabulously exciting journey.

Also linking this post over to One Stop Poetry and this weeks 1SS photography interview (part 2) with Rob Hanson and his amazing photography.

Incomparable Moments

To each this day goes

Incomparable moments

Memorable nights

Each moment of our lives, a precious gift given to do with what we choose.  How then do so many choose these moments to be angry, hurried, defiant... bursting forth to meld with moments others have chosen, realizing the gifts within... infringed and tangled like the web and it's creator lying in wait of another?  Do they truly believe it is within their right to infringe this hostile perspective on all of those around them?

What then shall we choose of the moments of tomorrow?  With what value do we hold our loved ones forth? 

Today, well really on Saturday, the Writer's Island prompt for the week is Incomparable.  To this one questioning mind, what we have come to in sharing our moments is incomparable to the joys that we could be sharing.

Concerto & Blog Revalations

This will be a two part post, I hope that you all don't mind.  The first part will link over to Magpie Tales for this weeks photo prompt - #48 - as it seemed to relate well to the thoughts that have been forming within me for this post, for the last week or so.  The second part will cover some additional thoughts, somewhat of a summary of feelings that I have been mulling over regarding my posts and the direction of this blog.

Part I:  Magpie Tales - Concerto Revalations

picture prompt #48 for Magpie Tales

As explained in Britannica Encyclopedia - eb.com  a blog is an 'online journal where an individual, group, or corporation presents a record of activities, thoughts, or beliefs.' and  '“To blog” is the act of composing material for a blog.'   Okay, so then what is it to compose?  According to the Merriam-Webster dictionary online - m-w.com the second definition would be:  'a : to create by mental or artistic labor : produce  <compose a sonnet> b (1) : to formulate and write (a piece of music) (2) : to compose music for'.

Thus one would come to the conclusion that to create or compose a blog, one is in their own way, creating music for the reader much like a musician would create music for the ears of his audience.  While composing a poem, or sonnet, if you will, they are expressing a talent as if being one who participates in the presentation of a symphony.  Each post, each poem or tale presented, a specific song or concerto, a piece of the overall concert presented by an orchestra.  

Due to time constraints and a very demanding schedule, I have not been as attentive as I would like, often absent from blogland as of recently.  Though I have found this to be frustrating, this sporadic absence has given me the opportunity to step back, to listen to the music I have created up to this point, and then to re-evaluate if my blog is going in the direction that I originally intended for it. 

Overall, I would say the journey up to this point has been a very positive experience, much like listening to the first concerto of a symphony.  I have highlighted a variety of aspects, my poetry, my short stories, a few minor glimpses into a couple of short adventures in nearby areas, the progression building on the creative efforts I was hoping to free up, if you will.  However, I have also discovered, just as if one was at a concert, ones energies can build as the cresendo in a musical composition, building in a specific direction solely to highlight a specific instument... 

Part II - Blog Revalations

I have also found that the stats offered by Blogger can be, like all the positive comments, very addictive causing one to switch their focus to meet those numbers, to highlight those notes within the symphony.  I have just recently hit the 5000 mark for page hits, a goal I found myself anticipating, though I was surprised to find myself so interested in this stat.  In the past I have been rather hidden about my creative writing in general, much like I am about my personal life with those individuals that I come into contact with on a regular basis in the here and now 'real world' of my life.  Somewhere, within the last few hundred page hits, in my mind, I set this 5000 mark as a transition to my approach here on my blog.

I'm not sure exactly what this transition will be, maybe posting more things expressing my everyday world, whilst trying not to 'offend anyone who participates there'... this was the topic, or sort of, in another blogger's post recently... I don't know that there really is anyone in my world who would be offended if I speak of them, but a mental note made, that I should be aware of how I present things if I transition to speaking of the real world versus sharing the stories created in my imagination.  I hope that you all will continue to follow along as I explore further paths of this journey, and I hope you will enjoy whatever instuments that I highlight as the music here plays on.  

Thank you all for following along and attending my symphony.  
                                                                        Yours Truly...    Reflections