Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Prose and Poetry
πΎπΎπΎ With leashy strap and pocketful of treats, We swing across the threshold, sun shines in, We’ve powered down for months in woolen pleats, But spring is here (they say), let us begin. We tough the barrier path, as cartwheels spin And soon we’re… Continue Reading “Walking The Dog”
As I lean back to peer into the grueling, I see (what others may have seen) too late: “Two young hares, rump to rump, like dueling pistols crouched by the gate,” we wait. We chose this path, this charted course our fate, Now a… Continue Reading “Out-takes”
The trail leading to the cliffside path that rims glacier lake in the heart of the Mohonk Preserve beckons in a tantalizing, yet ominous, way. The signpost stands as a beacon, warning of the danger (and promise) that lay in store. I know that… Continue Reading “Weekly Photo Challenge: Threshold”
The day has come to open wounds long healed, but still irate, The day has come to clear the deck, of hardware left in place. I thought the scars and tendon woes were hazy, distant trials And yet, the inflammation grows, I faceΒ the next… Continue Reading “Remediation”
The endless break of waves on shore, Replenish teeming life-chains spawned, Distracted not, he stares out, ever sure That curl is filled with promise evermore In under-swirling eddy’s from beyond. This discipline has served him well He waits, he skims the surface brine, Intent… Continue Reading “Patience”
Ponte Vedra Sunrise, March, 2014 Damp grains of sand fill up all the spaces βtween my toes, As foaming surf rushes to embrace the shore, Erasing every foot-mold, as if theyβd never been. Companioned only by a plain-toneΒ plover, we stroll slowly, stopping only for… Continue Reading “Of Shared Strolls, Sandy Beaches and Miracles”
Ponte Vedra Pre-dawn Shark teeth undertow, ‘Neath rainbow-painted moon-sky, Predawn shifting sands. One of my many obsessions is photographing sunrises. There is nothing like the peace and stillness just before sunrise. On a beach, the gulls gather to swoop up their breakfast; in Eze… Continue Reading “My Obsession (Photo Friday, Haiku Friday)”
Β This street scene could be anywhere. But it isn’t just anywhere. Β The cobblestones in this square have been a feeding ground for pigeons and pedestrians for centuries. This square sits on the heart of Avignon, just behind and down the alley from the… Continue Reading “Weekly Photo Challenge: Street Life”
The moment arrives, Time to satisfy the beast within. Boardwalk planks remind me; I’m shoeless! Thrust into this moment, I pause, Gasping, I see only beauty ahead: Symmetry! Simplicity! Serenity! I’m homeward bound. .