The Bench

There doesn’t seem to be a glimmer, No sun to be seen. It’s hidden high, Hiding Nigh beyond the gathering ominous overcast . My lonely dockside bench Side-casts a looming shadow upon the slaking slats, As if waiting, On guard against the choppy, darkening sea. It’s at these moments of intersecting time and space, Of […]

Read More…

By the Sea

Glancing o’er my shoulder, golden glimmer, green-white shards with petals lithe and awesome, Shining ‘gainst the sunrise walk a-shimmer, Striking, spiking splendor: beachside blossom.

Read More…

To everything, a season…

Moon hangs on high, as if by silken thread, Reminding all that night precedes the dawn, Black storms recede to wispy gold instead, This pastel morning after rain has gone. These seven days and nights we journeyed on in magic ever-after-ness, and ponder, Joys abound, from this our marathon beneath the summer sun, with warmth […]

Read More…

Transformation

Waking up early in New Hope this morning (after a lovely matinee of Mama Mia at Bucks County Playhouse, a wonderful dinner at The Logan Inn, and an evening stroll along Main Street and night cap at Nektar’s) we ventured out for breakfast.  The River Cat Cafe was the perfect place to begin our day, […]

Read More…

Chaleur d’Amour

Even here,  though out of view as yet, unseen its singular scent  enwraps my  senses; Romantic Irrepressible Unforgettable. Causing me  to pause, to full inhale, as visions of a long ago  invade and deep pervade  my mind; Beautiful Serene Green. A young man  shyly pins it to her dress And she, in turn returns his  […]

Read More…

Tiny Treasure Trove

Shimmering, shining, strewn upon the shore,   Mollusks wrapped with gem-like stones adorned,      Awaiting to be scooped and swept aloft,         Later; tiny remnant on the shore,            Lovely still, enclosing life no more. Photo Friday:#small

Read More…

Peaceful Pause

An afternoon with nought to do but perch amid the verdant lush, on cushioned bench, My doggie and my camera, neath the birch, Watching chipmunks digging out their trench. When in a flash, a wave of black descended Upon the branches far as I could see, Alas, the blackbirds, starlings soared, suspended o’er my head, […]

Read More…

Split Personality

ACandy or breath mint; baffled still, For why must one be often so defined? Forsooth, the split identity fulfills the raison d’etre, often, so combined. I ponder this conundrum, as I find a lovely, petaled flower, midst my herbs, Should I snip the shoots before their time; to opt for flavor or a bloom superb? Alas, […]

Read More…

A Study in Scarlet

Red,     Magenta-scarlet,Streaming ‘gainst the green,Nature’s scene, profound simplicity.   Photo Friday: #red Poetry Contest: Four Line Poem Write a four line poem that has a specific syllable count. The first line has 1 syllable, the second line has 5 syllables, the third line has 5 syllables, and the last line has 9 syllables. The […]

Read More…

The Grandfather

    It is said that Leonardo DaVinci’s inimitable Mona Lisa, aka “La Gioconda”, was intended to convey the notion of complete happiness and contentment. So too, does my inimitable husband, aka “The Grandfather”, embody this ideal, as he patiently waits in an accidentally-strewn beach chair in San Juan; while I slosh through the waves […]

Read More…

A Question of Shadows

Where do shadows meet the grounded pavement? Where do sun-blocked surfaces collide? When will’st come reality’s resurgence? When will wafted wings loom magnified? What happened to the speck from fifty thousand? Why does the vision daunt as earth nears (gasp)? When will this airborne vessel reach the runway? How does this tension morph to “Home […]

Read More…

Morning

Mist entrapping skyscraped shards of glass, O’er-wraps the city, blanketing as grass. Reminds one of iconic cat’s paw creeping, Nature’s nudging, wakens our deep sleeping. It drapes serene, in silence and in wonder, No rays of sun this morn, yet still I ponder, Gentle greeting of this glorious day. Photo Friday: #Morning

Read More…