Category Archive: Well-struck Notes

Shifting Shades of Gray (Photo Friday: Black and White)

  ***** ***** Clear choice: Black or White, Save for some who toss; lost ‘tween Shifting shades of gray. ***** *****

Dandelion Dreams

‘A life well-lived’ she ponders: “What’s the meaning?” As days and seasons waterfall, cascade, And misdeeds from an ancient past remind, Becoming shard-like, sharp, (though memory fades). It seems so long ago, when… Continue reading

Morning has broken!

Stillness settles in upon my soul Each dewy dawn before the world awakes, From distant towns and leas I hear the wave of waking birdsong welcoming the sun, Washing near as night skies… Continue reading

An Engineer’s Journal: The Summer of ’66

It was with some trepidation that I boarded the #1 bus at Penn Station. A summer job at Stanley Tools seemed to be the next best thing to an actual internship in industry;… Continue reading

“Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry”

*** As I peruse my vacation photos from last year I pause at this one, the personification of this week’s Photo Friday theme: SUNLIGHT. Anticipation, mixed with a healthy dose of nostalgia, overwhelms… Continue reading

Green Dream-scapes

***** Our times were strewn with rolling dunes of green, And in the grey-between the castle stood, A beacon, calling all to join the scene, To marvel at the place where we oft… Continue reading

My Father’s Garden

It was the antithesis of his back-breaking days and skin-cracked nights. After a workday of job-site floors and walls, back-splashes and hearths – unique patterns, lovingly placed, grouted, washed and polished; he’d grab… Continue reading

Uncertainties

“There is no warning rattle at the door.” It blusters open; sudden, threatening gust, Sets hearts off-balance, birdlings unsecured, Alas, the squall uproots, destroys, disrupts. Unwilling gamers both, yet play we must, As choices… Continue reading

Fences

We’re taught as tots to build our fences tall, From early days; protection from the world, We learn from watching those we love, appalled the flag of honesty is rare unfurled. We imitate,… Continue reading

Clarity

  The first time she was lost, an injured bird, She’d wondered where she’d erred, how this could be, Accepting blame, she bought in to ‘absurd’ With opened arms, the truth had set… Continue reading

Work of Art: Antipasto

In response to the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge: Work of Art: “Art ” isn’t just paintings and sculptures, it can be anything in which we find beauty and meaning – even food.  Show us… Continue reading

A Musician’s Notebook: It’s All About The Journey…Or Is It?

This has been a very busy week in that the Choral Art Society of NJ (of which I am a proud second soprano), is rehearsing for the May 17th concert. This is a ritual that… Continue reading

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