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Infinity

It’s all in one’s perspective, stirred or calm, No absolute to clear attempt define, Are we the epicenter of our realm, Or mere iotas in the breadth of time? In awe of spacious skies and hues sublime, Yet conscious that we’re specks of vast unknown, The midst of nowhere or mere changing clime, The macro […]

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Land…(sea)…scape

The window opened wide as it will go, Allowing sea salt air into my room, Whilst verdant sentries stalwart, toe to toe, Rustling regal guards that breathe “Hello”!   Photo Friday: Landscape 2016 This  week’s prompt reminded me of that summer morning several weeks ago as I waiting for the BCI sectional rehearsal to begin, at the […]

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Cagüenõ

She stood calm, in stark contrast to the rumbling, agitated heavens that served as her backdrop.  She seemed to beckon: “Come! Find shelter here with me.” As we rode the bumpy coach from San Juan that would soon drop us off at our intended destination, the Creole city of Caguas, our tour guide explained the significance of […]

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Choices

I’m drawn toward the crusty, clanging gate While only yards ahead, an easy wall stands stalwart, sturdy, rock on rock, in wait for someone just like me, to heed the call. A metaphor for problems that befall and plague our humdrum, hapless times, To heed the beck’ning of the wrought-arch portal, Or opt instead, for […]

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Sky-shades

We oft survey the unknown way before us, And all too often paths we chose, we rue, When well within our reach is new perspective, Look up, survey in black and white the truth. Look up     

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Golden Gallery

  Rather than wax poetic about the drama and warmth of golden-hued photography, I present, instead, a gallery of miscellaneous archived photos that speak for themselves. Photo Friday: Golden

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Golden Globe

It was dusk on the breezy Cape May coast, as we returned to the B and B parking lot for our bags. Despite the hint of a brewing storm in the air, I paused to admire the curved simplicity of the weathered stanchion, it’s wrought curved frame protecting the golden globe within; as a firefly […]

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Camofoliaged

As limbs rise skyward, ever seeking light, One stands in awe at Mother Nature’s shears, Though likened to a bonsai, man-made sight, Intrinsic beauty crafted through the years. Yet deep beneath the foliage, hid from fear, Some denizens depending to subsist, Within a secret robin’s nest, are heirs, Precariously nestled hatchlings in the mist. And […]

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Industrial Beauty

This photo was taken from behind the window of a moving bus, having just emerged on the Manhatten side of the Lincoln Tunnel.  The stark contrast between the darkness and claustrophobic feeling of the tunnel with the bright, shimmering, sheer window-wall, reaching to the sky was breathtaking; exaggerated by the reflected puffy-clouded blue of the autumn sky. […]

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Still Waters

Far deep beneath the clear, blue surface-gleam, I’ve only just begun to delve below the calm and glassy mirror of this stream, Perhaps I fear what vision quest may show. So often thought to be a sign of growth, Of wisdom, neath a superficial wit, Still, I’m bereft of all is there to know, Perhaps […]

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Just around the bend…

Just around the bend, you’ve journeyed, out of sight, Just around the bend, I’ll follow, when it’s right, Just o’er the rising hill, your essence leaves a trace, Just o’er the rising hill, you’ve reached a sacred place. Down the road apiece (I’m only steps away), Down the road apiece you wait, but I must […]

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