Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Prose and Poetry
After an exhaustingly satisfying jaunt to Disney Springs, we return to our Polynesian Paradise, with visions of plunging into a refreshing Oasis Pool. This photo captures many emotions for me, transporting me back to the warmth of that day; tasty lunch on the deck… Continue Reading “Carry”
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… Continue Reading “Infinity”
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… Continue Reading “Land…(sea)…scape”
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… Continue Reading “Cagüenõ”
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… Continue Reading “Choices”
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
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… Continue Reading “Camofoliaged”
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… Continue Reading “Still Waters”
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… Continue Reading “Just around the bend…”
Today I came upon a weathered item, While sorting through mementos from the past, A single, tiny photo of my sister, Young mom with babe in arms, old times now flashed. She, standing by a screen, the sunlight filtering in, to rest upon her… Continue Reading “Eileen’s Lullaby”