Combining two art forms to make something beautiful

Okay I don't think of myself as all that good at either poetry or photography, but when I combine the two I have some lovely pieces.

I only just discovered these way of displaying my words and images together this summer. Firstly I have of course been taking photos of flowers and nature since I was a child. I know I have a good eye,but I was never sure what I could do to display them.

Well I decided that I would play around with some of the shorter poetry forms and while these are the the worlds deepest poems, they are pleasant and soothing in many cases. Crossing them with some of my better images was just a logical step.

I started with the acrostic and cinquian poems I wrote. You can look up what those styles are and you will see that they make a perfect set of words for a photo poem.  Here are the three cinquain that I wrote and then played with:

As you can see, a simple form that easily rests on top of the images I have. The form is one, two, three, four, one...simple form but surprisingly difficult to write something touching.

Next we have the four Acrostic poems I wrote:

Again a fun project. Acrostic poems spell out a word on the vertical. And can be as little as two lines all the way up to whatever, I guess. I found went i was cropping and resizing the images that I had that lovely close up of a bee.

Finally I have just today been playing with some of my haiku. I have a lot more of those poems, so I will be putting them up in the following weeks but here is a brief example:

All of the photos you see were taken with a simple and cheap digital camera. No fancy phone camera, no high end expensive equipment. Just my eye and the built in zoom on the camera. I don't spend a lot of time in framing my images, I just see something I want to photograph and I frame it up. Simple images, a good eye and a little patience...oh yes..and an open and willing heart.

Another thing I have started on is doing poems for old photographs. You know those wonderful black and white (or sepia) photos that we all have stashed away someplace. I decided to us for my first stab at this a beautiful photo of my mother when she was sixteen. That would make the photo from 1956. My mom was still a sweet and innocent girl here. Life had yet to defeat dreams (I think)

I know this is harder to read but it is delicate, like my mom. I only have this one done so far but I hope to do many more, if I can get the old photos from my mother.

And finally I have one free verse poem I did:

Not as good as the others but I will work these out. My nature free verses I think will work that best with my photos. Only time will tell.

Looking for a title

Well the stories are edited. now I just have to work on the bridging bits and a title.  The bridging shouldn't be too hard.  Most of these stories while erotic are almost sweet.  Two lovers separated by distance coming together from time to time.  I think I am going to go with the title Distance Means Little to Love.  Should work.  I have stuff that is more erotic but well lets see how this works. 

So we have a title, we have six tales, we need some words to bridge, then a cover.  Not sure I should do a trailer for this one though.  That might be too much...hey I could probably add a few of my poems to this too.  After all they deal with separations like my characters have.  Here is hoping it gets some small attention.

trying to work through the pain

Okay I'm not sick like a lot of people in pain.  I just have a bad sinus headache.  Any of you who have had them understand.  You try to concentrate and all you can do is wince.  I got some writing done, blogged a bit and answered questions on discussion groups.  Made some tarts for dinner tonight and started up the sweet potatoes for my killer SP rolls.

Now to come up with title ideas for the erotica stories.  Yes I will publish the 20 odd I don't think are too porn.  They need some editing to make them better and then I think if I group them into five books of 4 stories each they can be sold.  Coming up with titles.  My downfall.  Now I like Pleasant moments, Naughty Interludes, Nasty intimacies and what ever I can figure out. 

Heck I could do a book or a dozen of my poems.  Heart's desires, Soul's Torment, etc etc.  They might sell, they might not. Okay my mind is coming up with title ideas all of a sudden.  The title of one of my blog pages, Windows of my mind...but who knows.  Flowers of a city field?  Who knows.