Photograph by Derrick Knight, https://derrickjknight.com/2025/10/20/a-rainy-forest-drive/ —whose lens captured this rooftop sentinel, where vein, vane, and vain converge in eerie silhouette. A moment of atmospheric ambiguity that stirred the pulse behind these lines.
Vein, Vane, and Vain
Beyond the tower of power, I see an ambiguous, billowing vein Lingering above the dim atmosphere.
The ancient weather vane Whirls and curls instantly When nature alters direction.
The modern receiving antenna Vainly waits for a distorted signal, Decoding the Alien’s telepathic pulse, Which then directs us on how to conform.
I slyly lookup In silent amusement At the old chiseled face Of my Grandfather clock And I see his shaky hands of time Are too bleak and meek To strike the midday chime
I slowly close my eyes Overused muscles are cramping Weakened bones feel brittle This complicated mind is tired And my dream needs to sleep Before I can write another rhyme
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Wednesday Challenge is: Resilience To visit their fabulous site click on >> Here
Below is, the original introduction from my post in August 2020. “Hello dear readers, I’ve been writing this poem over the last three days, and I was struggling to obtain any rhythm between thoughts and words, then I saw a wondrous photo on Derrick Knight’s blog/website this morning, (which is my ‘Featured Image’ above), and his picture of the glorious old oak tree, immediately channeled my thoughts, into that of strength and “resilience“, and from there, my Title was formed, and my words started to become a more cohesive piece of poetry…. Thank you, Derrick, for allowing me to use this beautiful and impressive photo, with my humble little poem.” >> https://derrickjknight.com/
Please Note; “Standing Upright” appears in our book “Perceptions”, a Collaboration of Poems and Photographs from Ivor Steven and Derrick Knight (Nov 2022)
Standing Upright
My heart’s bruised from bygone blood-stones Threaded together by the spirits of old bones And there resting within my aging body’s sway I am shedding soulful droplets on sunny days
The world’s foul winds had blown me off my feet After wobbling down cold and dusty streets Then a modern medicine man came with his young tribe Re-tuning my broken pieces with rhythmical vibes And they declared my heartstrings to be plucky enough To handle tomorrow’s mystery masks and travelers’ handcuffs
As many of you know, I am an appointed writer with the Coffee House Writers Magazine in the poetry section, and in the poetry group, we are given a monthly assignment on a different poem format. This month’s poetry classroom topic was to write a ‘Limerick’ … Below is the Limerick I presented for my July Assignment.
Resting here on my knees Under the tall weeping trees Waiting for my anxious mother She’s out looking for my silly brother He’s randy and went chasing the pretty fillies
Hello dear readers, I’ve just arrived back home after my evening out at the “Twilight Market” event … For me, the night was a balancing act between my general tiredness and my willingness to participate in the event. Good news, I managed to run my stall ok, but now this little old hero is on the tired end of the “seesaw” … 😴 The poem “Balance” is in “Our” book Perceptions (page 5), and the Featured Image Above, was taken by Derrick Knight >> https://derrickjknight.com/2020/07/14/keeping-its-balance/
Balance
There is a distant shore Between why and when Life is a seesaw Between hero’s and heroine’s
There is a balance Between ups and downs Life is a challenge Between smiles and frowns
There is a common ground Between storms and calmness Life is a humming sound Between love and blindness
Please Note: All attached Photos presented in this article were taken by Derrick Knight, and he has kindly allowed me reproduce them here on my poetry site. You may visit his wonderful article, and site by clicking on this link >> https://derrickjknight.com/2023/10/02/moons-for-denzil/
On Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word; BEND. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here . The poem below does have the word ‘Bend’ in it, and that’ll be close enough for me … Featured Image: Another marvelous photo by, Derrick Knight >> https://derrickjknight.com