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Monthly Archives: August 2015
Mid August
Black-eyed Susan Perennial Garden; Photo Credit: Jane H. Johann; August, 2015, Palmyra, WI.
the flowers have given their best
and are slowly going to rest
something new is in the air
all the fruits have come to bear
amid the confusion of coming and going
is the gentle wind of ageing
saying goodbye to those we love
wishing them blessings from above
letting go of so many things
all that is pulling at our heart strings
fortunate for those who have the longing inside
of LOVE, HOPE and FAITH’s challenging ride
frog green whistles
“Green Frog on the Lily Pad” Photographer Judy Mayer; Stoughton, WI. c.2014. Used with Permission.
early morning light
frog green whistles echoed song
August marsh delight
bluebird softness
“Bathing Bluebirds” by Photographer, B. Bennett. Whitewater, WI c.2014. Used with Permission of Photographer.
bluebird softness fluff
whistled through the cuddle hug
light came into being
heartbreak
Oil Painting by Jane H. Johann c.1982
the sugar sweet strawberry red sunset
fired burnt crimson images into my soul
delving deep into the recesses of my mind
as the emotions spilled out coffee conversations
the deafening silence between us
with the intent to resolve the unresolvable
what happens when one comes to an impasse
when view of the other ceases to exist
when the ego takes over and only resists
where does the imagination take one’s heart
where no compromise can be reached
how painful is that brick wall
concussion dead center in the middle of disbelief
smiling and talking one day
and then it disappears in a flash
the strawberry red sunset transforms
the heart into a bleeding gash
The short stories, the musings, the photography or images(except where otherwise noted), the paintings and the poetry are my original work. These texts are protected under International Copyright ©laws. Whenever any image or writing is created or written by another individual, proper credit is given to that individual if known. Every effort is made to give credit where credit is due. All rights are reserved by the owner (author).Reblogs on WordPress are permitted as long as proper credit and links are provided to this site. None of my writings, paintings or postings should be downloaded, reproduced, copied, projected or used in any manner without written permission of the owner (author).Thank you for respecting the intellectual property rights. I appreciate your integrity and hope you will respect mine. Thank you!
Jane H. Johann October, 2011 ©2011-2020 Jane H. Johann. All Rights Reserved.
Disclaimer Notice: This blog contains works of fiction/nonfiction. Names, characters, businesses,places, events and incident are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental, unless otherwise noted.
now and then
now and then I think of you
as I sit here looking at the empty chair across the kitchen table
now and then I miss you
the absence of you preparing the oatmeal as only you were able
the ready smile upon your lips
what happened to the promise of tomorrow
what happened to the hope unfulfilled
leaping out of my heart as the whispered dish of sorrow
the sun rises each morning
orange red blood like drops of glory
yet I sit here paralyzed in thought
dying like the stagnant pond of algae
The short stories, the musings, the photography or images(except where otherwise noted), the paintings and the poetry are my original work. These texts are protected under International Copyright ©laws. Whenever any image or writing is created or written by another individual, proper credit is given to that individual if known. Every effort is made to give credit where credit is due. All rights are reserved by the owner (author).Reblogs on WordPress are permitted as long as proper credit and links are provided to this site. None of my writings, paintings or postings should be downloaded, reproduced, copied, projected or used in any manner without written permission of the owner (author).Thank you for respecting the intellectual property rights. I appreciate your integrity and hope you will respect mine. Thank you!
Jane H. Johann October, 2011 ©2011-2020 Jane H. Johann. All Rights Reserved.
Disclaimer Notice: This blog contains works of fiction/nonfiction. Names, characters, businesses,places, events and incident are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental, unless otherwise noted.
cicadas’ cacophony
all is stillness
“Moonscape”
Photo Credit:
Coyright: B. Bennett;
August, 2014
the darkness only penetrated by the cacophony of the cicadas
who have continued their symphony throughout the night
singing on a rather high note, their song seems to intensify
as the night is slowly leaving, waiting for dawn to arrive
the flowers are whispering their goodbyes
yet the cicada gives us promise of new life
amid the farewells about us
Sites to reference about the CICADA:
the flowers are whispering their goodbyes
beauty is born into life
and one by one
they say their goodbyes
Coneflowers; Photo by J.H Johann, Palmyra Perennial Garden, c. July, 2014.
“…Yours Always, Part of You.”
The following article was posted in http://kindnessblog.com/2015/08/20/yours-always-part-of-you/. It is a beautiful posting about gratitude and sharing.
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We all know how important organ, blood and bone-marrow donations are. Especially for those who receive a much-needed donation which improves or even saves the donor recipient’s life.
It is especially difficult to think about organ donation as most of us have deep held fears about our own mortality. However, when we do give thought to this, we realise that there’s only three choices for what happens to our organs after we die. Either they go with us to the Grave, the Crematorium or…they can go in to the body of a desperate Human in need.
How is it even a choice?
Reddit user ‘walt1177’ recently wrote:
“I donated bone marrow to a stranger, received this letter in return.”
This grateful Human signed the letter off with “Yours always, Part of you”.
Doesn’t that just say it all?♥
Please Encourage Organ, Blood and Bone-Marrow Donations by Sharing This Article…
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sundrops of yesterday
Photo Credit: Jane H. Johann, Jasper, Alberta, Canada, 2013.
sundrops of yesterday
hasta garden variety
flooding my mind
as I tiptoe through midnight crashes
of sourdough bread
Downtown Abbey personified
bookend trips to the city
marked by a movie
museum wonderland
exotic meal out
delivered from the regular
comforted by the fact
that YOU were alive
that YOU were here
present to me…
at least so i thought–
now questioning my sanity
were you here or were you not?
do you know what it is like to be alone?
It is being surrounded by 48 empty hours in one day
…no, not a mistake, time is compounded
dragging me deep into a bottomless chasm
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The short stories, the musings, the photography or images(except where otherwise noted), the paintings and the poetry are my original work. These texts are protected under International Copyright ©laws. Whenever any image or writing is created or written by another individual, proper credit is given to that individual if known. Every effort is made to give credit where credit is due. All rights are reserved by the owner (author).Reblogs on WordPress are permitted as long as proper credit and links are provided to this site. None of my writings, paintings or postings should be downloaded, reproduced, copied, projected or used in any manner without written permission of the owner (author).Thank you for respecting the intellectual property rights. I appreciate your integrity and hope you will respect mine. Thank you!
Jane H. Johann October, 2011 ©2011-2020 Jane H. Johann. All Rights Reserved.
Disclaimer Notice: This blog contains works of fiction/nonfiction. Names, characters, businesses,places, events and incident are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental, unless otherwise noted.
Footprints of Thoughts 
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