A glimpse of heaven in a drop rain, Emerging spring buds straining to burst free, At first, I only see the the snow’s remains, Yet, as I think upon it, more I see. A drop of rain, a grain of sand, a breeze, We oft o’erlook the truth before our eyes, Brushing past, intent on […]
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The whine of tyke bikes, go-carts whirring by, The block where long our house is standing tall, The lawn of seven shades of bluegrass rye, While I, from front-porch rocker, watch it all. We pedal ’round the town, inhaling Fall The nippy, clear, crisp air is cool and sweet, With signs of autumn, vibrant leaves […]
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Night breeze inhibits, warm hints that signal “spring”, Night breeze inhibits, warm hints that signal “spring”, Too long delayed, yet, hope is mine, Too long delayed, yet, hope is mine Warm spring breeze (yet mine delayed) That Signal, inhibits hints of hope: Night is too long! Shy, undaunted, buds by chilled earth peeking, Shy, undaunted, […]
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He wakes at dawn with lust for life and glee, Shaking off the night shades, jingling tags (the clinking of his collar) call to me: “Wake up and join me, see my tail’s a wag.” Bounding down the first flight, waits; while I with sleepy eyes, near stumble out of bed, He can’t contain his […]
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There nothing quite alluring as that chair So finely crafted, sanding-wheeled and glazed, Hand-rubbed, enhancing grain and curves with care, And waiting just for me to be amazed. When placed with will, upon the porch so grand, Two-storied decks of un-named mountain inn, Aligned, boxed in, at edgeside lake’s expanse, Each, side by side, each […]
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It lay upon the crunchy winter sod, It reaches far and wide ‘top wooden slats, (a foot bridge o’er the icy cygnet pond), And spreads its shivers ‘cross the barnyard grass. The night before, while stoking coals in hearth, Awaiting Father Winter’s bedtime tuck, Sensing hint of droplets through the dark, Just as the evening’s […]
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Wish for seasons past, the golden, olden days of yore, a boy at heart bends low to peek at village denizens, some worn with age, Some opened new, and “Christmas Tree Shop” sleek. Remembered flood of youth’s pure joy, he seeks, Ride sugarplums of hope on HO trains, Erasing all hypocrisy, he’s meek and welcoming […]
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I watch and wait, transfixed and terrified, As roiling clouds forecast impending doom, Suspended in this space, I’m satisfied. This calm before the storm does serve to guide, I’m doubtful, can survival be assumed? I watch and wait, transfixed and terrified. A metaphor for trials and ebbing tides, Throughout the lows, wee buds of hope […]
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Dampened, drenched planks beneath my feet, Each step unfolds reflected, unslaked scenes, As steady waters flow, e’er silently, sedate, At close of day, imbued with subtle gleam. Perhaps they’re just mirages or conjured dreams, But no, I’ve been here thousand times before, And tho some oft remembered, it would seem That memories and dreams shan’t […]
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A glimpse of Paradise, reflecting the Rule of Odds.
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Week 39 Creative:Abstract Photograph a common object in an abstract manner.
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Reaching, ever gentle, Comforting, supporting her, Grandson makes her smile. My daughter captured this moment of tenderness, after an afternoon at the Animal Kingdom, as we soggily (having gotten caught in the usual Florida downpour) and wearily trudged to the bus stop. PhotoFriday: #Love
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