Sunset in the Redlands

We drove down from Big Bear Mountain after a Spring day of snowboarding in March this year. It was a beautiful Sunday drive from nearly 7,000 feet to the flat desert, where the sun was setting hard against the sky. We lost day like we do always, fearless and unknowing and with a fiery calm rage.

♥ Nisi

Sunset in Redlands | Haiku Poem + Photo taken March 2017 by Denise

Summer | Venice Beach

The solstice arrived last night at 9:24 pm. In Los Angeles, we get somewhere nearly year round, but there is still something special about the solstice and the changing of the season. This poem is originally titled “Summer of ’16”. The photo was also taken some time last summer, with my Canon ae-1 program on one of our many trips down the street to Venice Beach. ♥ Nisi

Summer of '16 | Nisi Poesy | Venice Beach | Travel Blog

1 Year Wedding Anniversary & Remembering Our Honeymoon in Santa Cruz

I can’t believe it has already been a year since our wedding (June 17th). This time last  year we were cruising up the Pacific Coast, going as far north as Santa Cruz (We were tempted to keep going!). It was an awesome little getaway in my new adopted home of California.

The beaches were packed, as it was a warm day. We checked out the Boardwalk and had some beers, made out in the photo booth, did a little souvenir shopping. Later, we wandered around downtown to dig the sights. We found Pizza My Heart in and had some epic slices while enjoying photos of famous people surfing the famous central coast waves.

We then ran into one of our favorite punk bands from L.A., Sex Stains (Remember Allison Wolfe from Bratmobile? She is still kicking ass), so we caught the end of the show at The Catalyst. They opened for the girl-fronted indie-ish rock band, Cherry Glazerr, who we did not know at all but ended up putting on a rad live performance, finishing the night out with a Nirvana cover of “Territorial Pissing”.

♥ Nisi

1 Year Wedding Anniversary | Nisi Poesy | Poetry, Travel, Art

My Poem Evanesce & A Photograph of My Childhood Home

Fill the empty home with emerald trees
wide fields carrying birds, harboring all

Retain muggle thoughts, muggy blots at best
as they all tend to disappear with time

Piles of distraction on side of roadkill
scrape off miles away but old stains remain

Comforting as such, the yellow ones are
found filling in outlines of rectangles

Old frames with dead families now lost
at best confused about who they should be

Remember the SNES, how it
turned just like the walls, yellow in some spots

When the long cords unraveled blasting off
to Yoshi’s world, getting away from there

20/20 hindsight, stayed not much longer
grew up too fast when time is so short

6 years old and staying up so late so
I could greet them after a night of bars

Those summer nights, Ohio sky dead-stop
a humid, full home breathing 2nd hand

Nicotine stains, the birds fade in due course
leaving bits of tribute where possible

Good-bye lush trees, dancing fields of feather corn
watch you disappear into sapphire waves

Cerulean sky to greet what is left
a little bit of magic to pocket

Palm trees waving no flag like yellow gold
but there are bare walls to stain here too.

Nisi Poesy | Evanesce | Poem | Photograph of My Childhood Home | 35mm film | Canon AE-1 Program | Poetry | Writing | Travel

 

✒ 📷 ⛽ Old Gasoline Haiku | Photograph Taken at Lovell Market | Summer ’16

I visited home for the first time in nearly a decade last summer. I took my husband to show him where I grew up and we went to some of my old haunts. The Lovell Market just outside of Upper Sandusky on State Route 199 was my favorite place to get beef jerky.

They made it in house with cows they raised. Whatever their secret recipe was, it was amazing. I had no other like it. I loved it so much I had my mom to mail me some! Very salty, peppery, chewy, not greasy, just delicious. They also made bratwursts in house and served some epic pizza.

My mom told me the old owners sold the market, but they did not sell off their beef jerky recipe. So no one is actively making this amazing snack (as far as I know) and I am crushed. In any case, I snapped this photo of an old gas pump that sits outside using my Canon-ae 1 program, not sure what kind of film. The haiku was inspired by the photo. ♥ Nisi

 

✒ 📷 ⛽ Old Gasoline Haiku | Photograph Taken at Lovell Market | Summer '16