Should I Warn the Neighbors?

Green grass grows from my newly thawed yard. Smoke bombs and backyard craziness to follow…
Have a beautiful weekend, everyone! 💐🌷🌺🌼💕😎😊😉🤣

TANYA CLIFF

“Should I warn the neighbors?”

We are lighting a smoke bomb today. I’m good at this. If the wind is favorable, the smoke will travel to the top of the old, oak tree that towers over my driveway. No one called the fire department in a panic last time. The man across the street lingered in his own driveway sweeping leaves that didn’t exist just so he could watch, but we avoided the sirens and red and blue lights.

Still, it’s a dilemma. Do we alert people or not?

This time we are shooting a stop-motion video in Barbie-doll scale. The smoke bomb for this shoot is full, human-sized. I could engulf a pink, plastic convertible many times bigger than the one my Ken doll occupies. That is a lot of smoke. It should make for a good sequence of stop-motion pictures, unless I am engulfed in smoke too, in…

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Bloom

then danced,
laughing blossom
dressed in vivid petals
she blushed against the summer air
held nectar in pool, intoxicating
invited winged friend for deep drink
until both, satisfied
bathed in the light
then danced

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Cherita #12

time springs forward

children play
in the newly thawed earth

Mother Nature observes
their dirty paws and fur
and sends the April rains

~

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Brush Strokes

brush strokes
press wet color
onto open surface
thirsty canvas sips the pigment
as liquid hue drips from the long bristles
painting in living color, thick
intoxicating drink
through sinuous
brush strokes

~

Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me

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