‘Window’ – a great word to reflect on this week. So many ways we use the word window, and quite significant with meaning and application.
It could be taken from so many angles to explore, and it was lovely to hear the way in which we each travelled. What is a window? What does a window show? What does it bring? What does it enable? What types of windows are there? What is its function?
No matter which path we take in the exploration of these words, it has us uncover more about life, our lives, culture, language and phenomena and more.
We hope you enjoy these expressions. Where does this topic take you?
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The next week’s word is ‘table’.
Hope to see you there.
Lost count of the scenes I’ve seen
Through window panes down the years
From cars trains trams and boats
So much I’ve gleaned inside and out
My forehead resting on the glass
Passing objects towns and shacks
So many images of the past flashback
Standing sitting kneeling lying down
I’ve witnessed a passing of time
Windows blocking out sun wind and rain
Bringing comfort warmth security
Helping to reduce outside noise
Dampening down neighbors chores
Or others who loudly want to entertain
Having the choice to close my blinds
Concealing my life from prying eyes
Not being seen and scrutinized
Maybe my eyes have given me a lesson
Not to be so open to every person
PJR 19.09.2022
No matter what time of the night or day
My window offers such an amazing array
of delights that I can really say
Help me to pass the time away
There’s the energy of the storm clouds
A wonderful sight to see
Releasing showers, with such power
Lucky there’s distance between them and me
And the fog over the city
Not a building to be seen
Hard to believe, anything exists
A polar desert – so it seems
And the sun setting over the west
A perfect blend at the edge of light
Bringing a familiar colour delight
feels like magic such a sight
Then there’s the birds flying to and fro
In flocks and pairs
Dancing like they’re on show
They’re incredible you know
And the ducks that wander here and there
I hold my breath! Do others care
and leave a space for them to cross
the road, with love and the ‘fanfare’?
And the vibration of the wind and rain
piercing through the gap
Sounds like it feels…
A cold harsh reality slap
Bare trees holding their ground
Others swaying around
Creating swirls and twirls
As they whirl… in it all
Then there’s people in the neighbourhood
Their stories come alive
When they drive out at night
And when they arrive
Their mysteries, and tales
No secrets kept
Screaming loudly, so inept
One night, I just wept
There’s those who walk their dogs
Talk to frogs, not really – it just rhymes
Meet up with friends
The cycle never ends…
And the city lights at night
Majestic to say the least
A skyline that comes alive
An expansive twinkling feast
And the moon that shines so brightly
Pops in to say hello
With a luring force over me
An inner peace and warm glow
So… as I isolated this week
In bed and between sleep
My window filled the gap
Prevented me from the boredom trap
That is possible when you get the COVID crap
TLaB 19/9/22
What goes on behind the curtains
As I hear the worst
The screams, the anger
It is getting more terse
For some it is their look out from where they live
From a room they have shrunk to
Based on their age and capacity
Of what one can do
‘Is that Uluru‘?
Says a child seeing out from a plane
The captain tipping the wings
for the scene to remain
Under the oceans
Where wildlife move
Fighting dirt and pollution
For nutrients to survive
When looking at the moon and stars
Are they looking in as we look out
the beauty of that expanse
That I want to travel about
Viewing the contents
In a jar on the shelf within
Helps me see what is there
And if my salivation begins
Driving in the heat
On a bitumen road
Seeing the sky reflected
In the haze as it flowed
We look through lenses
to magnify or change
Words, diagrams, people, objects
To sense better and arrange
Holding a hand up
to block the sun
Shows the veins, bones, ligaments
Moving as one
I can see your heart
As I look in your eyes
The kindness and love
The truth, the surprise
I catch myself
In the mirror
How I’ve changed
As I get nearer
Without being able to
see through and contain
Within the world and ‘verse
We would miss out again and again
NRS