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Imagine Vincent Van Gogh

A few years back I attended the immersive Imagine Van Gogh Exhibition in Vancouver where the artist's creations were projected onto walls. The above poem was partly written as a result of that visit and one I am re-posting for the What's Going On prompt: use an artwork of your choice for inspiration. Neither photos nor writings do justice to the essence of the man but I hope illuminate in some small way. 

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October's List

Halloween is fast approaching. The seasons do fly by, don't they? It was time to refresh Penelope with a spookier look. As always, she is bewitched by the journey. This, along with a glowing moon peeking in my window and a prompt from Poets and Storytellers United to "write from the point of view of October" inspired my few words below.

Now I am the master of the moon
I will grant its face a solemn phase
Sweep the sky with a witch's broom
Paint the leaves so they will amaze.
Spreading spells of chill and gloom,
I will let some fall, stray into decay
Weave into this mix, cozy cocoons
Midst the sobering kiss of October

October's moon beamed through the glaze of the glass like a mystic orb. 
   
Leaves huddled. In keeping with the season, a shop window in White Rock got scary ...
    
thanks to the artistic renderings and great work of a friendly not-so-spooky painter.
   
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The In-between Dream

Some dreams are so fantastical I wish I could stay sleeping longer while others scare me awake. Below I describe the latter, a dream I recently had, exactly as it unfolded.
Stressful dreams don't happen often. They can be like poems full of symbolism.
Thoughts ebb and flow like the tide, ponderings in the middle of our before and afters.
Life events linger to sometimes seek resolution during sleep.
My visit to Vancouver amid a heavy rainfall gave fresh perspective. A lovely chandelier sparkled cheerily in the foyer of a hotel.
Trees lining the streets were starting to change colour.
The city bustled. People were out and about unfazed by the rainfall.
Purple balls hung in the sky by the Art Gallery in Vancouver.
The art added colour to the gray day.
Strikers displayed their bright signage, too, in hopes of quick resolution. They are in a bit of a waking bad dream, stuck between wanting to work and wanting fairness.  
Crescent Beach back home was also starting to look like autumn.
I liked the cooler weather ...
and nature's decorations.
Tomatoes snuggled, touched by tiny droplets of occasional sunlight.
The usual suspects were out and about searching for food.
It looked like slim pickings.
Birds groomed before bedding. Perhaps they would have fantastical dreams of their own of catching fish or chasing eagles.
I, however, prefer dreams of flying carefree and wondrously through billowy skies.
Explore more at Poets and Storytellers UnitedSKYWATCH, and Saturday's Critters

Check out my sites: Postcards from Penelope Puddle and Musings of A Puddlist In B.C. You can link to my B.C. Fairies page HERE.

Because the state of our planet is the most pressing issue of our time, link up and learn about the  Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) Report.

HOLD ONTO THE LIGHT