Another appointment brought me to Vancouver and the view of False Creek out an office window. I saw hundreds of sailboats but only a few sailing. I presumed many boat owners were working, in part, to pay for what likely is a costly harbor to dock.
In the waiting room, I had time to contemplate the latest prompt "glimmers" from
Poets and Storytellers United. The results are below.
I wonder, when does a glimmer become a spark and then a flame? These transitions can symbolize a growing passion and sense of purpose. In the literal world of weather, however, rays from the sun that sparkle so brilliantly and stir flowers to bloom are obliviously dangerous in extremes. Moderation is the promise that glimmers for children taught to reduce, reuse and recycle in a world attached to excesses.
Back home, flaming red flowers glimmered. Sunbeams glowed at the edges of petals.
Is glitter glimmer? The beach ball shimmered.
I couldn't get enough of the twinkling, colourful specks.
White sails scissored across the Boundary Bay horizon, occasional reflections glistened.
In some areas of B.C. and across the globe, hot temperatures rise and fires rage.
As many of us blithely sail through the days, our respect and appreciation go to the brave fire fighters and tragically, most recently, the
nineteen-year-old hero who lost her life on the job. May her memory and the sacrifice also of others be the glimmer that inspires us to be better stewards of the environment.
I enjoyed all the glimmers glitters and gleaming. Here in New England we are still hosting visits of the smoke from those wildfires.
ReplyDeleteI love glittery glistening lights on just short of choppy water.
ReplyDeleteI love the photo of the students and worry about the world they are inheriting. But I do have hope!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeleteMagical post and photos ~ all very dazzling and caring too ~ thanks,
ReplyDeleteWishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Great shots!
ReplyDeleteSo sad to read about the young firefighter. They are all heroes. I hope those awful fires can be contained soon for everyone’s sake. Your photos are delightful and love those shimmering sparkles. Great views from the doctor’s office.
ReplyDeleteLoved the Vancouver harbour photos. Hope I see a glittering world today.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely post. Gorgeous views of the water glittering, the sailboats and flowers.
ReplyDeleteThe firefighters are so brave! They must care about our planet, it looks like they are enjoying the water and beach. Take care, enjoy your weekend!
Beautiful shot of Van.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem and pics...Rall
ReplyDeleteI am afraid of more such sacrifices like the one the firefighter made. I hope enough of us learn to make smaller sacrifices so larger ones like hers won't be necessary.
ReplyDeleteSunlight dancing on the water is one of my favorite things too.
I liked best your photo of the upper bodies along the hedge. Isn't it strange that the newer additional usage of Glimmers came from the old, a little bit of light.
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Magic ~ your poetry, the photography, the depth and breadth of it.
ReplyDelete...you sharing some beautiful view Mother Nature's world, You would think by now we would have figured out how to care for it. Climate change isn't a hoax!
ReplyDeleteSuch intriguing points. You write of both the beauty of the flowers and the destruction of fires. You really make me think.
ReplyDeleteFor me this whole post is a glimmer, in Rommy's sense, bringing me joy.
ReplyDeleteLove your poem and your philosophical thoughts One big glimmer for me
ReplyDeleteEspecially the red flowers.. so beautiful in the sun! And yes, emergency workers end up carrying the burden for everyone else... excellent point you make.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures, the text reminded me the fire work I have seen yesterday for our National day and the 10 years of reign of our King. It glittered and glimmered, and then fell down and disappeared. I was lucky I could see all that from my terrace, sitting in a chair and had not to stand in the crowd.
ReplyDeleteI had struggled with the words, "glow, glimmer, glitter, gleam, and shimmer", as an English learner and I've learned something in this post. Thank you for letting us know the “nineteen-year-old hero”. I respect wildland firefighters. She is a star on this Earth along with “the Pleiades in the wind, the Galaxy in the sand, the Jupiter upon the cliff, the Sirius beneath the waters...”, as I remembering the song about the invisible, unknown stars on the earth.
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Emi01svjRP8 (on ocarina)
As always, stardust, thank you for the visit and also for the video suggestion! I was touched by its meaning and the heartfelt words, " … people hold ice".
DeleteNice to have so many, and so pretty!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful post with lovely pics! Thank you for sharing your glimmers.
ReplyDeleteMakes me want to go to the beach right now. It's really therapeutic to be there. Love the glimmers!
ReplyDeleteYour poem glimmers sparks of joy.
ReplyDeleteVery thoughtful post which brings forth certain significant issues alongside a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteBetter stewards of the environment? Now you are really dreaming in technicolour!
ReplyDeleteYes, there's been disastrous failures but as you know also many who care and work so hard to produce more sustainable tomorrows.
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