Category: Creative Writing

Prose and Poetry

Liberty Pole

Passion carved in wood, Rising rage, our nation’s birth, Masses’ voices heard. yeahwrite.me/moonshine/

Alive

  Whispered secrets told, Marble maidens blushing still, Alive through ages.  

March Madness

After months of snow and ice The rains return, Erasing dirty dunes and saturating frozen earth. Window’s blowing curtains open wide I sleep but dreams don’t stay, Instead my brain replaying scenes: Deserted trains to nowhere, speeding past. I strain to free myself from… Continue Reading “March Madness”

Weekly Photo Challenge: Perspective

The gallery showcased above, includes two ‘takes’ on the “Weekly Photo Challenge” prompt. A beautifully symmetrical knitted stitch pattern, while satisfying and calming in a way that only complex patterns, colors and textures can be, the un-cropped photo reveals an entirely different kind of… Continue Reading “Weekly Photo Challenge: Perspective”

Inscrutable Visage (Photo Friday: Calm)

Peaceful, placid place, Stoic, stolid face, Bespeaks of ages past and days to come. This overwintering rest, Puts fibers on my breast That serve me well, then serve a greater purpose. Soft and fluffy fleece, Knowing brings me peace, My swaddling gift for babes… Continue Reading “Inscrutable Visage (Photo Friday: Calm)”

An Engineer’s Journal (January 2012): Retirement Reflections Reconsidered

Seagull Perspective It was January, 2012.  When I look at this photograph I am transported back to that beautiful Santa Barbara beachfront resort, where we spent our pre-retirement weekend, replaying the events and conversations from the previous few days. I had given notice of… Continue Reading “An Engineer’s Journal (January 2012): Retirement Reflections Reconsidered”

Islands of Man

  Life had once been defined by linears and absolutes. Our intersections well-combined; concentric pegs, ladders and chutes. Cabin logs fit, notch on notch and oaken floors laid tongue-in-groove, Alpha letters etched on blocks, built towers high to stand, unmoved. Our party lines were… Continue Reading “Islands of Man”

Goose Crossing

It was nearly eight degrees, that sunny afternoon in upstate New York. Though we were well-mittened, wrapped in wraps and protected from head to toe, there was no denying that it was COLD! We carefully traversed the picturesque bridge and were taking in the… Continue Reading “Goose Crossing”

Thoughts From The Bench

This poem was inspired by a walk in the woods at Buttermilk Falls Inn, when I came upon this long-forgotten bench. I began to think about what stories this ‘object’ might tell, could it speak. How many lovers, hand in hand, approached and stayed… Continue Reading “Thoughts From The Bench”

A Walk in Winter (Photo Friday: Explore; Haiku Friday)

Tree trunk points the way, Ice-trodden trail sluiced from snow, Wintry, woodland walk.

Song Sung Blue!

“Trust me!” His words rang true. “Follow me!” His eyes pierced through. “Love me!” His heart beat blue. “Leave me!” His sin would undo. “Forget me!” His song untrue. “Take me back! Wait! That wasn’t what I meant.”

Silent Eloquence

Looking out over the expanse of neatly arranged chairs, that in a few hours will be teeming with concert-goers, the stark contrast is clear. This anticipatory lull is prelude to a great crescendo of excitement. It’s as if calm before the storm; the lows… Continue Reading “Silent Eloquence”