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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I fretted nightly ‘bout the nesting place, Rough-hewn by hand and hung with care, secure, And still, I feared the feral feline’s chase. Each morning, I revisited the place, Where days before, I’d placed it, to endure, I fretted nightly ‘bout the nesting place. Then suddenly, I spied the feline’s face approaching stealthily, toward the […]
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Official Dogwood Photography Challenge Week 35: Loneliness As I post in response to the challenge, I sense a hidden narrative unfolding, behind this closed door.
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A mini-gallery of photos exhibiting a distinct purple hue.
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Through the drinking glass, I glance a clue, A stem of unreality unfolds, A mere illusion or does this ring true, And how am I to know which story’s told? We’ll likely never know while living bold, Pursuing daily chores, ignoring fate, Perhaps there’s solace in the fable old, Of lives repeated, souls reincarnate. My […]
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It was 1944. There he was again, her handsome beau; all decked out, standing at her front door with a small white box in his hand. Soon, he would tenderly pin the simple corsage to her collar. He knocked tentatively, barely able to constrain his anticipation. They’d been seeing each other for three weeks and yet he […]
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This scene is replayed each morning, as the long rays of the rising sun highlight the tips of the sparkling breakers. Diving seabirds know that breakfast awaits and each, in turn, swoops swiftly into the crashing surf to snag its prey. I take my place, front and center, at the shoreline to view this extravaganza; […]
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This week, when challenged to publish a favorite photo, I leafed through my stunning sunrises and sunsets, my macro pics of springtime flowers and my pelicans and seagulls soaring and swooping into the breaking surf; I paused at this stunning shot of spider pearls, glistening in the morning fog. I am struck today, as I […]
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