Category: NaBloPoMo

Weekly Photo Challenge: Horizon

Standing on the brink, Face turned heavenward, Momentary musings launch my spirit towards distant, mystical, mountain mists, leaving Fall’s ephemeral foreground behind. Suddenly, sensing a glimmer, A hint of hope piercing through the otherwise luster-less, limitless sky; Suddenly, clouds clearing, I understand Salvation

Beasties ‘Tween The Slats

Picnic benches ‘Fall’ dormant, Tiny termite beasties nestle warm, ‘Tween redwood slats. Munching mulch aplenty, Awaiting, anticipating Wicked over-wintering. Unseen by humans far below, Cleaving ‘neath thermal wraps, ‘Round lakeside fire-pits. Your Trifextra challenge is to write 33 words on a beast in an… Continue Reading “Beasties ‘Tween The Slats”

Behind The Brick-red Barn

My tote-sac always stocked, prepared to fly, Escape to spur-of-moment quietude, Where out of sight (and out of mind, perchance), I gather wool, behind my brick-red barn. The beauty and bucolic balm pervades my deeply hidden, inner sanctum dreams With sticks and string I… Continue Reading “Behind The Brick-red Barn”

An Engineer’s Journal: April, 1967 – Interview Day

Journal Entry, April 21, 1967:  Interview Day on Campus Why did I add my name to so many sign-up sheets?  Hedging my bets, I suppose.  That little insistent voice in the back of my head is still gnawing at my insecurities.  Maybe I’m not… Continue Reading “An Engineer’s Journal: April, 1967 – Interview Day”

A Penny for Your Thoughts

A penny for your thoughts. Oh, I don’t know. I was just thinking about tossing a shiny copper into that dried up old well. It’d be nice if it was a wishing well. Does it need water to be a wishing well? Don’t know,… Continue Reading “A Penny for Your Thoughts”

October Remembrance

The rippling brook traverses the meadow, behind the barn. I hear the water tumbling over the remnants of a beaver dam, before I see it. But as I step tentatively on to the first board of the wooden plank bridge, It’s beauty is unfolded… Continue Reading “October Remembrance”

The Piano Lesson

He sits atop the oversized piano bench, feet dangling, sidling off the edge to press the pedals. He, like his Dad before him, craves the music; is intoxicated by the idea that he can make music; by the notion that he can push a… Continue Reading “The Piano Lesson”

Light in Our Window

I keep it burning, day and night I keep it burning warm and bright It flickers now and then, but still Its flame will not be doused until You come home to me. The seasons change, the leaves turn gold, The summer’s gone, and… Continue Reading “Light in Our Window”

Autumn in New York

The barn at Maplestone epitomizes a country farm in Fall.  We are staying here at the charming Maplestone B & B, just outside of New Paltz, NY.  Our room is on the first floor, complete with a wrap around porch facing this romantic barn.… Continue Reading “Autumn in New York”

Moonlit Darkness

The nights are getting longer and darker. In a few weeks we will be resetting the clocks to “Fall Back”, confirming that the run up to Thanksgiving will have begun.  These nights do seem to be darker than summer nights; even when crystal clear… Continue Reading “Moonlit Darkness”

Falling

Written for NaBloPoMo October 2013

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