Contributions of the group THE WORLD THROUGH MY EYES

Diversion

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Mon, 07 Sep 2026 12:35:10 +0000

The turning was made
Efficiently and precisely,
The gridlock visible
From the road.
When passing by
Houses and houses
That had seen
Better days,
In the vacant seat
Next to me
A benevolent spirit
Gazed forwards.

I lost count of all
The bridges
I passed under
Before I caught
A glimpse of you
Through the window
In the shimmering
Water
At the end of the world.

I arrived at
The destination
But could not find
A way to cross over,
So I spent a few
Hours in your
Presence,
On the deserted
Beach,
Before heading back
To the place
I was unsure
Was home.

Practice makes perfect

nobody@ipernity.com (Amelia) — Sun, 06 Sep 2026 08:53:23 +0000

Amelia has posted:

SC213 - Post 6 September - Create your own Triptych

Photos taken at 'Wild Shore' in Dundee. Everyone seemed to be having a great time.. We watched this youngster, being coached by the trainer, gradually getting to grips with the sport.

Cable wakeboarding is a fast, exciting water sport enjoyed worldwide. Riding a wakeboard, you are pulled across the lake by an overhead cable system, with a feeling similar to snowboarding, surfing or skateboarding.

Cloud Illusions

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Sat, 15 Aug 2026 20:38:16 +0000

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At the point of convergence
Between time and eternity,
Light pierces the clouds,
And possibility
Refracts
For a moment.
As the reminder lingers,
I lean into the brevity
Of the story,
Until the sun
Shines hot
Once more.

Space Invaders

nobody@ipernity.com (honeyj) — Wed, 12 Aug 2026 05:00:29 +0000

honeyj has posted:

This is a funny place to put a gateway.
Not so funny. It suits our needs.
When does the portal appear again?
Any second now. We are expecting a visitor.
From Arcturus? Home? Wow.
Yes, and he will be thrilled at our progress.
He will also be hungry, no doubt.
Undoubtedly, and there is plenty to eat on this planet.
You said it! And they transform so easily.
Their cellular structure is very adaptable.
Can I see how it works?
You are looking at it right now. All around you.
All I see is abandoned steel and junk.
Clever disguise, isn't it?
You mean. . .
Yes, this is how we store the humans for shipment home.
Damn! There's old factories like this all over the world!
Yes, lots of humans to harvest here.
Don't they notice?
It's just a broken-down old factory to them. Of no value.
If they only knew.
But they never will. Clueless, ignorant, self-centered creatures.
But cute, in their own way.
Don't let our visitor hear you say that. You'll find yourself missing a few eye stalks. Earthlings are food; not pets.
Got it. Thanks for the tip.
Don't mention it.

Six-spot burnet moth and shield bug on ragwort

nobody@ipernity.com (Amelia) — Tue, 28 Jul 2026 07:42:07 +0000

Amelia has posted:

Zygaena filipendulae, the six-spot burnet moth, is a day-flying moth that flies with a slow, fluttering pattern. Look for it alighting on knapweeds, ragwort and thistles in grassy places. It is glossy black, with six red spots on each forewing. It's a common moth and can be seen in June to August.

Interestingly, the red spots of burnet moths indicate to predators that they are poisonous: they release hydrogen cyanide when attacked.

Catching the eye around Shreswbury

nobody@ipernity.com (Amelia) — Sun, 19 Jul 2026 18:33:42 +0000

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SC206 - Post 19 July - Walking the Walk

Curiosities that caught my attention today in our walk around town

Winter Tapestry

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Mon, 20 Jul 2026 22:58:06 +0000

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Who am I?
Pieces of the past.
The stain on the wall.
The one who loved too much.
Sunlight in the darkened room.
The shadow in the corner.
The mystery unsolved,
And the one solved
Long ago.
The tree in winter.
I am all
And I am nothing
Waiting for the night to come.

Lost

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Mon, 20 Jul 2026 22:07:06 +0000

Rachel J Bowler has posted:

On this dusty hillside
Every sign I see says 'Lost'
Placed there long ago
Not just meant for me,
Set in bold and
Written over
Where 'Home'
Used to be.
But this was never
Home to me.

Thespians

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Fri, 26 Jun 2026 14:53:29 +0000

Rachel J Bowler has posted:

Shall I compare thee
To a summer’s day? Alright –
Thou art pretty hot.

Shakespearian Haiku by Brian Bilston

No Ice

nobody@ipernity.com (honeyj) — Mon, 04 May 2026 19:18:21 +0000

honeyj has posted:

Hey bartender. I'll have my usual.
Coming right up.
But no ice, ok?
No?
Something about that word makes my skin crawl, know what I mean?
I do. I totally do.

. . . Or I'll Shoot Your Dog

nobody@ipernity.com (honeyj) — Sun, 26 Apr 2026 20:44:47 +0000

honeyj has posted:

Centurion: alert the crew that we are approaching Earth.
Yes, Master.
We'll dock in the middle of that city.
Won't we be spotted? I mean, we're an Arcturan star cruiser.
Have no fear. The new design of our craft is perfect. The humans will never even see us. We'll be. . . invisible.
It is somewhat unconventional, isn't it, master?
You think? The ship was built to look like machinery in one of their many abandoned auto factories. We'll fit right in!
As they say, when in Rome, do as the. . .
Enough of that! We're not going to Rome, Centurion. Not even close.
It's just a figure of speech, Master.
Learn another. And say nice things about Detroit, or. . .
Or what? I mean I do, I do! All the time!

Daylight

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Wed, 15 Apr 2026 20:23:57 +0000

Rachel J Bowler has posted:

Before I wake
You reach
Through the mist,
Into
The past,
Resting on
Numb acceptance,
Before fading
As quickly
As the hour
Into the years.

Already Dark

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Sun, 22 Mar 2026 21:36:01 +0000

Rachel J Bowler has posted:

You showed me the sunset
On a day you said
Would never end.
I walked across an
Ocean of snow
Barefoot.
I made it to
The edge.
But it was already dark,
Before the sunrise
Before the morning star
Obscured the view
Of days already done
Long ago.

Wintering

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Sun, 11 Jan 2026 11:56:55 +0000

Rachel J Bowler has posted:

Leave us in peace, the trees cry out. Kill us not.
The vandal wind has already tried.
When the people arrived, there was
Lamentation, of sorts, for a while,
But most just walked by,
Treading on our bones.
The dead leaves fall,
And keep falling.
Take some to
Write on if you
Will, before
The thunder
Storm
Comes
Once
More.

Barely alive, kept almost
Freezing, we remain.

Merry Christmas

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Fri, 19 Dec 2025 22:33:11 +0000

Rachel J Bowler has posted:

It was Christmas Eve, babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, "Won't see another one"
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you.

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen-to-one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you, baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true...

From Fairytale of New York
Jem Finer and Shane MacGowan

Song of the Sea: Defences

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Wed, 19 Nov 2025 17:39:35 +0000

Rachel J Bowler has posted:

Grey rocks
Carefully arranged,
The patterns we make
Important to ourselves.
Defiant as a child.

Behind where I stand
Even higher concrete walls
Have been placed
So that we can enjoy
The view of our
Delusion.

But no longer
Do we often look.
Standing as far
Back as possible.

No one tolerates
The storm
Any longer.

Ignoring the swell
We try to filter out
The noise
Ringing in our ears
From a distance,
Waiting to crash
Into our defences.
It's hard work.

But the storm
Always finds a way
Somehow.

Song of the Sea: Years

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Wed, 12 Nov 2025 21:03:05 +0000

Rachel J Bowler has posted:

Friends and family
Had disappeared,
Into the memories
Of seashells
And candyfloss,
Into the notes
Of the music at
The end of the pier.
Into the penny arcade,
Into the sand
Beneath your feet,
Into the heat
Of the day,
Into an ocean
Full of longing.

Maybe I ran past
You on the beach
Many years ago
With spade in hand,
Towards the end.

Dreamer

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Sat, 08 Nov 2025 21:12:02 +0000

Rachel J Bowler has posted:

Wisdom hides in the mist, imperceptible.
Words flow as cliches,
Images repeated.
Strangers on the same road,
Follow a trail of
Sodden, windswept threads,
Looking for the sound of their own heart.
These words are true, but
None make a difference.

Ode to the Frost

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Sat, 01 Nov 2025 22:05:00 +0000

Rachel J Bowler has posted:

The soft tread
Of your footsteps
Did not surprise me
That winter's day.

Disappearing behind trees
The sun made no attempt
To follow.
And you said nothing,
So he conspired
Whilst you made
Fractals.

It was then,
Without shelter
And far from home,
I began walking
The shadow
Dappled path.
Through the years.

Clarity

nobody@ipernity.com (Rachel J Bowler) — Sat, 01 Nov 2025 20:56:02 +0000

Rachel J Bowler has posted:

Compelling.
Intangible.
Still wrapped
In obscurity
After all
These years.

Es freue sich
Der da atmet
Im rosigten licht.