Amid the hustle and bustle of exiting the Magic Kingdom, we’d decided to forego the monorail that would whisk us back to The Polynesian Resort, for a balmy ride aboard the launch, which had just arrived at the dock. As we made haste to catch the launch, I was suddenly distracted by this beautiful, unhurried creature […]
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Before the golden fire-star breaks through, I stroll in search of glories yet unseen, Then I espy wee orbs of tenuous dew, Formed atop the tips of buds agleam. It may be that crimson color scheme distracts, and causes one to pass on by, Ignoring precious pearls, before sunbeams cast their rays and beckon dragonflies. […]
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She weaves her web, without regard or pause, She weaves, throughout the night, her realm secure She weaves, each morn we spy her lacy gauze, She weaves with glistened pearl drops, spawned from dew. Weekly photo challenge: Elemental
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I know I’ll never see this tree again, So on this fog-swept morning I arise to venture forth, despite the mist of rain and soft, escaping tears that wet my eyes. For decades, summer songs revitalized, And friends, both old and new, were gayly met, We came with notes, some nearly memorized, To blend in […]
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As I peered into the display at The Russian Tea Room, I wondered how long it might have taken someone to lovingly and carefully arrange the exquisite Matryoshka (nested dolls) and Russian eggs (a la Fabergé); and whether I was more impressed by the unique beauty of each piece of handcrafted art or by the […]
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A summer’s Sunday drive can oft inspire, Though seeking flowers for my garden wall, Unexpected, a mere spark became a fire. At first set out to plant-adorn my shire, Deciding on a vine that would spread tall, A summer’s Sunday drive can oft inspire. Selecting floral ties and climbing wire, Distracted by the floral free-for-all, […]
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knit from side to side, lacy textures, seed-stitched chains, long-side lines entwined. Photo Friday: #vertical
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Of course, I wasn’t there, how could I know Or, really, how could anyone opine on how this world began, Big Bang, or no, But if imagined, is this what I’d find? From out of darkness, nothingness defined For something had to be before it could, The blinding brilliance of Creation shines ‘cross heaven and […]
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A certain sign of summer’s laid-back ways, Just weeks since they began from dull seed pods, Maturing into stalks of golden blaze, Adorning garden paths and porch facades. Sunflowers, noble blessings from the gods, Perennially loyal to a fault, Inch by inch, defying all the odds, Sprouting tall and noble, without halt. Yet some disdain […]
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Imagined glimpse of movement I did spy, Yet when I lean my head to catch the view he flits away, I cannot verify that he was there at all, a breeze that blew. But patience is its own reward, it’s true, For not a moment later there he stood, To gather in his bill more […]
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Etched and painted on the surface clear, Bright lemons, freshly sliced, for this warm day, Or are they mulled within, where one may peer, No matter, for the senses are in play. Each year as summer overtakes our days, And thirsty young-uns gather for relief, My old glass urns, from cupboards now displayed on countertop; […]
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“I’m growing stronger than you know,” said she, “You’re not,” said he, “and I know what is best.” “I’m ready to break wildly free,” said she, “I see, but you must wait, your patience test.” “I’m eager to embrace my destiny,” He countered, “You’re a wee one, let it rest.” “My path leads skyward, bathed in […]
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