Indian summerConquered by winter’s resolveI sit quietlyWrapped in a woolen blanketWhile waves crash upon the shoreI rise from my perchA final walk on the beachLeft behind till springLone cold feet imprint the sandGulls cry lamentful goodbyes I pass through sand dunesPast sparkling freshwater pondsWild geese preen feathersIndifferent to the chillWhile I shiver in protest RDPContinue reading “Until Spring”
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Holiday Party
The annual “Holiday Party” – ugh! The announcement specifically states that one is not obligated to attend. Yeah, right… I mentally prepare myself by focusing on a splendid evening with colleagues who I consider friends. But the reality of the whole affair (based on prior experience) sits just under the surface. The underlying resentment towardContinue reading “Holiday Party”
Old Roads
New Roads in Old City (Prague) Cee’s CWWC – any which way in black and white photography
Comforting Clouds
Soft cloud comfortersEnvelop the brilliant sun Permitting a glimpse RDP Monday: BRILLIANT
Ancient Ruins
I search for the symmetry once defining these ancient ruinsPrecise as any modern day engineering Envision it…Slaves moving stoneSkilled craftsmen pounding ancient toolsThe plans coming to fruitionImagine it…Immense grandeur perched atop a mountain Surrounded by trees bearing olives and almondsPicture it…As the enemy approaches Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #336 – Search and Lens-Artists Challenge #274Continue reading “Ancient Ruins”
Close to Nature
Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge (CMMC) – Close Up or Macro
Magic Bubbles
In my handis a magic wand Blow…Poof!Prismatic bubbles deliverpure joy W3 Prompt #79: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poet of the week, Deanna, prompts us to: “Write a ‘Septolet’ that refers to something that is held, something that one might hold.”
Pumpkin Patch
Awaiting their fateThey sit in the pumpkin patchThe children circleTo pick the perfect pumpkinFor a Jack-o-Lantern face Jack-O-Lantern Halloween pumpkinAdores the laughing childrenCome to Trick or Treat For Colleen’s 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 6
Finger Puppets
Three little finger puppetsRise above the stageThe puppet master says to them“please don’t be afraid”I know humans are scaryAs each often wear a frownBut one look at the three of youWill turn them upside down Sadje’s What do you see # 210
I Am Here
The painMust be intense and unbearableYou hid it well for awhileSomehow dissociated from the realityBut I see it nowI hear it in your voiceA melody in a shriekI yearn to ease your burdenBut I cannot change the truthJust know that I am hereTo provide some lightness in intensityA warm hugAn attentive earA welcome diversionJust knowContinue reading “I Am Here”
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