Wordle 293: Sunrise


Colorful swirling artwork depicting love making
Your warmth

A near sun
Who dawns
Without shame
Rays of fire
Over primal places
While away
At the base
Then follow
With deep kisses
Reaching into
This sacred garden
Eyes closed
I still see you
A carnal sun rise

National Poetry Writing Month (NoPoWriMo) 2017
National Poetry Writing Month 2017 – Day 3
National Poetry Writing Month (NoPoWriMo) 2017

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The Sunday Whirl – Wordle 293
Place, Shame, While, Follow, Base, Rise, Eyes, Kiss, Near, Primal, Garden, Reach
Write a poem or short prose using some or all of the wordle words.  Forms of the words are fine.  Challenge yourself to use them all, but it is not a requirement.

A to Z Challenge 2017
C is for Carnal Sunrises

Being Beat

Get 1 idea let it stew
Pinch a friend to go with you (fun but optional)
4 Advil in case there be need (to be optimal)
1 smart phone with camera as it’s the point indeed
Bring chargers plug and portable, one of each should do
Have funds because you’ll want to refuel yourself too
Pair of comfortable footwear for pounding the street
Dress casual, but together, never know who you’ll meet
Stroke of midnight start roving through your city.
Take pictures of things, the pretty, and the gritty.
Pick one and post it to your Instagram before the hour is done.
It’s the #24HourPorject – and you’ve completed hour one.

You now have the basics and know what to do. Repeat the last two steps for hour two. Continue these steps throughout the rest of the day.  Have mini breaks to refuel and eat or you will sway. Show the things you see in the city your roam, post the 24th shot on your way or at home. You’ll wake the next with 24 pictures posted so neat, and your body feeling successfully being beat.


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Yesterday, I participated in the annual 24HourProject for the first time. The 24HourProject gathers street and documentary photographers from around the globe to share in photography of humanity in real time. Photographers share one photo per hour during twenty four hours.  Suffice to say this morning Advil is my friend because my body is beat.

National Poetry Writing Month (NoPoWriMo) 2017
National Poetry Writing Month 2017 – Day 2
Write a poem inspired by, or in the form of, a recipe!

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A to Z Challenge 2017 Day 2
B is for Being Beat

52 Weeks Photo Challenge: Week 20 – Coffee


In this weekly photo challenge the theme is coffee!! But to make it more interesting we’re asked to show our best coffee mug at the moment.  Taken today, this is my favorite coffee mug at work.  Colleagues who know me know to check that I am down to Now you may speak before asking me anything first thing in the morning. Those who know me well will ask if it is my first or second coffee first.

Coffee in Naples, Italy
This magnificent cup of mocha was taken at a lovely cafe in Naples, Italy. It was one of the best cups of coffee to even cross my lips. A grand coffee indeed!

52 Weeks Photo Challenge: Week 20 – Coffee

Where? There!

As I run amok in my home town I am wont to randomly photograph any architecture and various works of art, that capture my attention. On occasion they are easily recognizable icons of New York City – the Empire State Building, the Prometheus sculpture at Rockefeller Center. Mostly, I like to capture items the even fellow denizens may not be aware exist unless they frequent the area.

The rules, such they’re not, are simple enough. Anything under “Where’s Raivenne?” is somewhere in New York City. I post the picture and you guess the location.  The first person to guess the correct location generally wins. A more exact location, even if it appears after a correct response, will trump a more generic description.  For example this photo:

Where's Raivenne

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The person who responded with the lyrics to the song “Downtown” was technically correct. I was in downtown NYC. She won my heart because I do love that song, but “downtown” is too vague to win the game.  Two people responded with the correct answer – City hall Park. the person who responded first “won”. The only answer that would have trumped it is if someone had said answered something like”The fountain at City Hall Park facing Park Row”.

The rules are very loose and winners receive nothing more than the accolade of knowing they’ve guessed correctly.

Some guess more than others, some get them right more than others, some of my of fellow denizens get none of them right.  I also give extra points for creative answers, that are blatantly wrong, but make me laugh. Sometimes I even stump myself. Such as when I once  I posted a picture while I was drunk and had no idea where I was the next day. It took two years and pure happenstance that I walked past the exact place again to answer my own query.

Every now and then I toss out technicalities just to mess with people. Hey, my games – my rules, but it’s all in fun.

I post them on my Facebook page under the heading of “Where’s Raivenne?” The tagline to the album states:

You may not know where I’m going, but you might know where I’ve been…


Let’s see where my fellow slicers are taking us today in the challenge:


Slice of Life Writing Challenge – Day 16 – Two Writing Teachers

Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge – Fly




Decor at Rosa Mexicana Restaurant. You cannot really see it in the pictures, these cover an entire wall of cascading water in precision. It is an homage to the La Quebrada Cliff Divers of Acapulco,  Mexican, renowned for their diving skills.


Cee’s Odd-Ball Photo Challenge 2015-Week 14



What You Won’t Do – Do For Art…

I was attempting to take a picture of a dew-sparkled spider web in the sunlight. Please note, I, being more of a kill it with fire type person when it comes to spiders, am hardly an arachnid’s BFF.  Still I admire the delicate, intricate complexity of a well spun spider web – go figure.  I took several pictures from different angles  around it, but they were all from above. The problem, soon I realized, is that the picture I knew it could be, the picture I wanted would never be captured standing from above. I tried crouching and bending down, but it wasn’t giving me what I wanted – the clean lines of the web itself. It was becoming clear, I was going to have to get below it. Below it, as in get on the ground. The ground was still damp from the morning shower.

I was so not doing that.

Not to mention, I am in a public park. Though no one was around at the moment, I had no way of knowing how long I was going to be down there trying to get the right shot. Friends were one thing, but did I really want strangers seeing me potentially sprawled out in damp grass out trying to take pictures of – what?  Unless they came close they would not see the web. It was pure luck the sunlight played off the diamond dew drops capturing my attention that kept me from walking right through it.  From a distance, it would look more like I was taking pictures of the space between the bushes. That would surely raise an eyebrow.  As it was, it seemed even the spider was looking at me kind of dubiously as I changed angles from a still standing position.

It became one of those odd times where the artist screamed against the practical. As I heard voices approaching it was also one of those odd times where the artist lost. Personal vanity won this round as I walked away.

I mean, what’s a I take pictures even if the only person who likes them is me going to do?  I’m no Ansel Addams (no relation to Gomez by the way), it’s not as though with my little camera I was going to have an image of such high quality as to be posted on gallery walls, or at a museum or even the zoo. The only person who would know or even care that I didn’t get the picture is me. And I could live with that.



Yeah, not right.

As I continued walking around the park taking pictures, enjoying the company of my friend I was visiting, spidey and that darn web kept popping into my mind. I really wanted that picture.  We had to pass through the same area to exit the park, thus I made up my mind that I was taking the picture.  The sun had shifted and I again almost walked right through not seeing it as I had forgotten the one very important thing – dew drops dry in sunlight.  I had let vanity win and the opportunity to photograph the dew sparkled web had passed. The artist in me enjoyed a moment of schadenfreude (nyah-nyah, nyah-nyah, nyaaaah nyah!), even as I lamented the loss (boo-hoo).

So what do I do now? Lemonade time. With the shifting sun I could now get, what I could not get a couple of hours previously, good clean lines.  Knowing I was likely going to rise with slightly muddy knees, passers-by maybe watching – maybe not – I didn’t care, and practical be damned! I  didn’t think twice about it this time as I immediately dropped to take the shot.




I was looking through my digital photos in search of one in particular to show someone and came across spidey here. While it is the best of the dozen or so shots I took, it is not the greatest – as I knew it would be, but I like it and as one of my favorite bands would say, Nothing Else Matters.

Let’s see how others are facing things on this Friday the 13th – the 13th day of the challenge:


One Word Photo Challenge: Bronze


My entry for Jennifer Nichole Wells’ One Word Photo Challenge: Bronze challenge was found while walking around my home town of New York City. I am constantly finding new and often unusual things when I step away from the beaten path and this was one such thing.  I liked that these figures were scaling the wall of 24 Bond Street as though rising up from depths below.

Thanks to my bud G-Unit (with a nod to Google for extra info), I have learned that this is the work of Bruce Williams. A software developer and artist, who lives on the 2nd floor of the building which hosts a dance studio on the ground floor. The  first of the sculptures (The Dancers), arranged along the fire escape were added to the exterior in 1998. The dancing statues had to be retroactively approved by the NYC Landmarks Preservation Commission when the building became part of the NoHo historic district in 2008.  After an unsuccessful attempt to have the original set of dancers removed, Williams having won the hearts and minds of the Commission, extended the statues to vertically span the left side of the building in 2010.   The dancers are whimsically arranged, and no two figures are the same.

Weekly Photo Challenge : Selfie

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A selfie taken at the Soldiers & Sailors Monument in New York City’s Upper West Side. The crisp, dark vertical elongation of my angled shadow was, in my opinion, an excellent contrast to horizontal parallel of the light colored slate and stone of the monument path.

I like this particular image because even though you don’t really see me, things can be told by it now nearly three years later, regardless of my being the photographer.

— A winter coat  would not have such waist delineation.

Wearing slacks
— Were I in jeans, it would be form more fitting, not as loose.

Pony tail
— Even taking the depth perception of the image into consideration.  my head would not look so small had my usually wild curly hair been worn out as I usually do have it.

— Clearly I had done a little retail therapy that day from the size of the bag.

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Being Human


A chance design, or all His will?
I wonder still.
Holy? Profane? Scared? Obscene?
What does it mean?
Living each day the best we can,
Being human,
From birth to death each single span.
Combination of what we feel,
And all the ways in which we deal?
I wonder still, what does it mean, being human?

A new Oviellejo to ponder as you wander…

I sat here this morning bemoaning my current bout of insomnia and how it is taking finally its toll on me today. Cranky from lack of rest. Jittery from the excessive amounts of caffeine I’ve already consumed to get me through this day. A day that still has several more long hours in it before I can lay my head to rest and hope I can get some decent sleep tonight.

And then a friend posted a link: 40 Of The Most Powerful Photographs Ever Taken

To directly quote from the article “A moving collection of iconic photographs from the last 100 years that demonstrate the heartbreak of loss, the tremendous power of loyalty, and the triumph of the human spirit. Warning: Some of these will make you weep.”

I first saw this article when it came out last year. Some of the photographs will at least give you pause, it got to me then. As I went through these photographs again today, I realize nothing has changed. I felt that same sense of kin. For people from my own country and abroad. I find myself not just sympathetic, but empathetic to so many of them. People I never have and/or never will meet. Their raw moments of joys, pains, fears, courage.

I am reminded once more of the beautiful fragility that is the human element.

And oddly enough, I am suddenly wide awake and no longer cranky. Perspective is everything.

Here’s passing on a little of that perspective for your day:

Seriously, before clicking the link down below, if you’re consuming any food or beverage, put it down. In addition you may want to have a napkin/tissue at the ready for any cryi– I mean for any grit that may get stuck under your eyelid.

40 Of The Most Powerful Photographs Ever Taken

Updated to add: I suspect a certain photo of a man in a cowboy during the aftermath of the bombings at the Boston Marathon will be added to this list soon.


Open Link Night — week 92