This blog was originally one of four parts of the WTTW art, photography and writing challenge. Due to lack of participation this blog now consists of past contributions, but is open to future writing submissions, with my approval.

Saturday, February 28, 2009


The following poem represents an epileptic seizure told in the language of EEG

~~~~^^^colors and lightening^^^~~~~
~~~~^^^and feeling of frightening^^^~~~~
^^~~~^^^and noises and static^^^~~~^^
^^^~~~~^^^my focus erratic^^^~~~~^^^

~~~~VVV^^quickening, deafening^^VVV~~~~
VVV~~~^^storming, advancing^^~~~VVV
~~~^^^blazes of white^^^~~~
^^^~~~~undesired, but entrancing~~~~^^^

~~~^^^^closing the window^^^^~~~
^^^~~~~it's trapped in my brain~~~~^^^
~~~~^^^and I am trapped, too^^^~~~~
^^^^~~~till the storm starts to wane~~~^^^^

~~~~^^^when the colors and lights^^^~~~~
^^^^~~~fade away....fade away~~~^^^^
~~~~^^^the window will open^^^~~~~
^^^^~~~and I can go play~~~^^^^
"Looking Out The Window"

Michael Pealow..."Meandering Michael"
dedicated to his daughter, Jade

The poem was inspired by an image posted on the March 12
"Every Photo Tells A Story"

Photo by Caroline "Flying"
The Zen in You

On February 26, this was my entry to Every Photo Tells A Story .

I watch the children go flying by,
A silent tear moistening my eye

I think of joys in times gone past,
Of youthful glee and greener grass

It seems just yesterday, I was flying too.
A kid in the clouds, the world brand new

But the years go by, and I grow old
That world, once warm, now grows cold

Don't get me wrong, with joy I rhyme
I only wish I had more time

James Parker

In the eyes of a child you will learn how to see,
That your world's spinning round,
And through life you will be,
A small part of the hope of the love that exists.
In the eyes of a child you will see

The Moody Blues

My Daddy gave me a song a few years back from an album called "the View From the Hill' by Justin Hayward..."Billy". About a teen who lost his way and his story ends in some recent news headlines. It is so sad, but so true.

"It's a sad world, when there's no one,
who can reach out,
to the source of your pain"

Justin Hayward
submitted by


  1. James:

    Though your humorous pieces always make me smile, you are also able to express yourself beautifully in thoughtful poems, like this one. Thank you for sharing your writing:)


  2. Hi James! Glad you enjoyed the poem and thanks for sharing it with others.

  3. Hi James:

    I'm also glad you shared Michael's poem. This one, as you also know, is very touching since it's about his daughter Jade.


  4. Hi, James - these are great. I love the visual rhythms of the "seizure" poem, too.

  5. The first poem was chaotically excellent. I love the pace of it. Many thanks.

    Greetings from London.

  6. Glad you enjoyed the poem and thanks for sharing it with others. Work From Home