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

Plastic Tree Wishing (Wishing for Trees)

This poem was not written with this photograph in mind at all, but somehow the two have come together and I am okay with it. The poem speaks of the plastic feelings humans express when communicating with each other. Most people have such a hard time being real with one another, they would rather lie or put on a show than to reveal what they are feeling, or any truth at all.

The mannequin represents this plasticity in our relationships with each other, the government and the world in general. Perhaps we are all missing something that we never knew we had. If we could find what that is, then maybe we could learn to see each other as ourselves. If only the woods were closer…


Plastic Tree Wishing (Wishing for Trees) | Nisi Poesy | Poetry, Art & Adventures | Peggy Sue's Diner | Yermo, California | Poets of Pinterest

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


Mojave Freedom

We found a road all to our own. Far away from the dull roar of the parking lot that can be 15S from Las Vegas to Los Angeles in the Mojave Desert. Here is another gem taken with my ae-1 and two haikus to make you as free as I did on that old dirt road. Felt like home and a strange place all at once. Enjoy.

♥ Nisi

Mojave Freedom | Nisi Poesy | Poetry, Art & Travel Blog | Desert Photography | Traveling, Wanderlust, Desert Dreams | Where to go this summer

A Ghost Town Poem & Photographs Taken in Goodsprings, Nevada

Goodsprings is my favorite small town stop in Southern Nevada. The town had a boom in the early 1900’s when the railroad came through. They pulled  lead, silver, copper, zinc and gold out of the mines in the foothills of the Spring Mountains. Unfortunately, times were changing and the mining boom was over before World War II. They did see a small rise during WWII but was short lived. People left, but many of the original buildings still remain, along with roughly 200 people.

Every time we drive out on the 15, my husband and I stop at the Pioneer Saloon to have a quick bite and a drink. Their food is AMAZING and the people are even better. Tourists and residents alike sit side by side and share their stories with each other. The bar itself has some great tales of the Wild West, and also of tragedy. Clark Cable’s wife was actress Carole Lombard. She was in a plane that crashed near Goodsprings, and he waited at the bar for 2 days before they found the wreckage and her body.

I love taking photos here and I have several times. There is something beautiful in the detriment. I imagine the stories that each building houses, and the years they have seen. I am intrigued how they are left to do nothing but decay, in a glorious way. A reminder of what once was, and the ability to contrast it with what we have now.

Here are a few that I have taken over the last few years with my Canon AE-1 Program and various types of film.

♥ Nisi


Ghost Town of Goodsprings, Nevada | Nisi Poesy | Haiku Poetry | Travel Blog | Travel Photography | Desert Photography | The Wild West

Ghost Town in Goodsprings, Nevada | Nisi Poesy | Travel Blog | Travel Photography | Poetry

Ghost Town in Goodsprings, Nevada | Nisi Poesy | Poetry, Art & Travel Blog | Travel Photography | Desert

Chicken Shit Bingo at Pioneer Saloon in Goodsprings, Nevada | Nisi Poesy | Poetry, Art & Travel Blog | Travel Photography | The Mojave Desert

I’m So Green & I Love You, Mary Jane.

I like to curl up with a good book, take a few hits and leave this world for a little while. To be engulfed by the story I am reading and to become those characters living lives so different than mine. To know what it is like to be some one else. Marijuana takes me there.

I often smoke a joint in my kitchen/studio, reflect on the paintings I have done hanging on the wall. To get the creative juices going and flowing so I can start a fresh piece, or finish one that has been giving me trouble. Marijuana takes me there.  – Nisi

I usually get a little high before I start writing. The way the words come together in this enhanced state allows me to really get inventive and play around, putting words next to each other that I would not have thought of otherwise. Marijuana takes me there. I'm So Green | I ♥ You, Mary Jane | Poem + Photo by Nisi | Nisi Poesy

Art Queen: A Poem & Photos from a Joshua Tree Art Oasis

Art Queen in Joshua Tree is a magical place. It is an maze of sorts with all kinds of found art objects, junk art sculptures, and other “outsider out”, from paintings to t-shirts and assorted wall hangings. The World Famous Crochet Museum is former mini-camper painted lime green and decked out with hundreds of crocheted creatures. I could spend a long time in there, discovering all the little details like an I Spy book.

Learn more about Shari Elf and her art here.

♥ Nisi


I will wait | Experimental haiku + photo taken with canon ae-1 at Art Queen, Joshua Tree | poetry | art photography | travel

Art Queen | Shari Elf | Photos taken with Canon ae1 program, Joshua Tree, 2017 | Travel Photography | Desert Photography
Art Queen | Dildo Sculpture | Photo by Nisi


Art Queen | Shari Elf | Photos taken with Canon ae1 program, Joshua Tree, 2017 | Travel Photography | Desert Photography
Art Queen | Broom Face | Photo by Nisi


Art Queen | Shari Elf | Photos taken with Canon ae1 program, Joshua Tree, 2017 | Travel Photography | Desert Photography
Art Queen | Quacky Bowling | Photo by Nisi
World Famous Crochet Museum | Shari Elf | Art Queen | Joshua Tree | Nisi Poesy | 35mm | analog film | haiku
World Famous Crochet Museum | Photo by Nisi