Midwest, Western Australia
Like clouds,
thoughts of you swirl
destination unknown
a dawn bird
In response to RDP – Thursday – The Blues
Author: dawnbirdau
Birds of a Feather
Untethered, like a feather I floated free
until you found me
as your hands healed, to make whole
I surrendered again and again
and in a fleeting moment
I questioned, is this me?
when you answered, in your smile
it is.
In response to RDP – Monday – Surrender
Invitation to a Wanderer
The Fascine, Carnarvon, Western Australia
Sail in my heart
crest the waves
you’ll find that safe harbour
where you belong.
a dawn bird
In response to RDP – Saturday – Nomad
The Garden Within
Within the labyrinth
there’s a secret garden within me
hidden from all
untouched by seasons
my soft place to fall
it has no lines or edges
enclosed in this space, unwalled
I wake each day to take a breath
the purest breath
of joy, that restores me whole.
a dawn bird
In response to Cee’s On the Hunt for Joy Challenge – Week 17 – Start a Garden (Indoor or Outdoor)
Open for adventure
The road to Cape Leveque, Kimberley region, Western Australia
Life took my hand
raised me to my feet
steadied me, balanced
and whispered
come dance with me, once more
So I did.
a dawn bird
In response to RDP – Wednesday – Dance
Seagull serendipity
VJ at One Woman’s Quest has invited us to respond to a quote by the Dalai Lama.
“The planet does not need more “successful people”. The planet desperately needs more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers and lovers of all kinds.”
I believe healers, peacemakers, restorers, storytellers and lovers cross our path each day. To be unaware of their presence is a gift we can deny ourselves, and at our peril.
Every time I photograph something, it speaks to me on a deeper level. I am more open, as I go deeper within. The art and science of this, is never linger within, for a moment longer than necessary. That’s when you deny yourself the gift, the mystery of serendipity.
I love photographing gulls. They have a certain presence, a dignity, despite their reputation of being a nuisance. I love their attitude! They are fierce in the face of it all and captured in a brief moment between lens and me, which I now share with you.
Oh! she is brave
as she faces the sun
skin freckled with age
eye brows undone
bright eyed, without sleep
her day never done
Oh! she is brave
as she faces the sun
and offers her painted lips
to no one.
a dawn bird
In response to VJs Weekly Challenge – #94 – Wild Card
Soul silence
Charles Knife Canyon, Exmouth, Western Australia
In the valley of my mind
a quiet thought grows
exponentially.
a dawn bird
In response to Word of the Day Challenge – Valley
An Open Heart
Arum lily
In that space of grey
I floated free
no one else there, but me
thoughts of you came and went
there were days, I wept myself spent
until there were days of joy,
you were right there with me
In your presence I was born again
allowing love and laughter to be my friend
Oh! how time has flown
I have grown younger by the day
where did age go, I cannot say
As I navigate through stumbles and falls
eager to experience all
the time has come to smile and say
an open heart can chart new ways
this I understand, today.
a dawn bird
In response to Word of the Day Challenge – Understand
Goodbye, again …
In my garden
This is but a season
when petals, like thoughts, drift away
only to bloom, again
a dawn bird
In response to One Word Sunday – Division
At the Bay
Turquoise Bay, Exmouth, Western Australia
Across the blue
the gentlest wind
ruffled the edge, of calm
a dawn bird
In response to Word of the Day Challenge – Zephyr
Moon love
Have you noticed
the moon never leaves the sky
ever watchful, a silent eye
the glare of sun may blur it
clouds too
and when you’re far from me
with just lonely for company
look up and remember
day or night
I placed it there
omnipresent
because I miss you too.
a dawn bird
In response to Word of the Day Challenge – Lonely
When fuses are lit …
Full moon, Diggers Rest, Wyndham, Western Australia
Sexual attraction, that indefinable energy, that surfaces silently and generates a force of its own, and much like the moon, has the power to move oceans.
Does one normalize this clinically as a biological instinct?
Or does romanticize this as an unmissable magic carpet ride?
a dawn bird
In response to RDP – Friday – Normal
Out there
It’s been a long day today but made easier when a friend sent me texts and pictures of an area I visited for the first time, about two years ago. I felt a pang of nostalgia for that harsh and stunning landscape. Fortunately, I have a colleague who loves this kind of travel as much as I do and when offered work, we are always prepared to go the distance. We both love the nothingness and fullness of the outback experience. She and I were there for just a week but my friend’s swing is longer. Long hours, heat and isolation takes a toll on folks. I know from experience, unless one has experienced this, work and travel of this kind is difficult to explain to others. It is emotionally, physically and psychologically taxing. It brings out a curious dichotomy of vulnerability and strength in people.
I’m behind my work schedule tonight but wanted to reblog my post of that visit. I have fond memories of that trip. We were like excited school girls and it was a long hot drive. I recall we drank litres of water but did not need a comfort break. The heat was intense in November in country that is usually hot at any time of the year.
Oh! how I yearn to be out there again.
Until next time
As always
a dawn bird
In response to YDWord Prompt – Distance– 23 April 2020
See, with me
I’m not sure whether it is the case what the heart feels, the eye sees or vice versa. Both are applicable to my experience of photography. With camera in hand my world took on new meaning. Solitary in my pursuits, it drew others in. Nothing grounds me as much as the focus on photographing something that catches my eye. When I see something I get a visceral response and photographing it just intensifies the experience of the moment.
West Beach, Esperance, Western Australia
The young fearless surfers at West Beach are a delight to photograph and one of my favourite places to visit in Esperance. I love reflecting how analogous surfing is to life’s journey – the waiting, the patience, the moment of poise when you stand firm on fluid ground and let the wave bring you to shore. And then … you go out to experience the same again.
Grevillea
One of my favourite native shrubs is grevillea. The birds love it too. To my eye they are perfection, each loop, part of the whole.
Pelicans capture my heart as much as sea gulls. Large and ungainly, I love how pelicans descend on water, with the grace of a perfect flight landing.
Town Beach, Exmouth Gulf, Western Australia
When I retire I want just enough money to enable me to travel to this beach on a regular basis. Watching hues tint the sky, at sunrise or sunset, is like watching an artist at work.
Paraburdoo, Pilbara mining region, Western Australia
I love the mining regions of Western Australia. The earth is a rich red, contrasting pale spinifex, ranges and the awesome landscape that demands one is still in it’s presence.
My front garden is laden with roses at certain times of the year and at other times, there are roses. After a rain shower, oh, the perfume!
I use this cape gooseberry encased in the filigree paper like lantern as part of my meditation. When I want to extinguish an undesired behaviour, I envisage new pathways emerging in the delicacy of my brain.
Who can resist the attraction of unconditional love? Not me! This is the day Kovu became part of my son’s family and like a doting grandpawrent, I was there to document family history 🙂
Until next time
As always
a dawn bird
In response to RDP – Wednesday – Visual
When Mother Nature smiled …
The pace was slow
to stillness
and Mother Nature smiled
a dawn bird
A Shared Space 
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