Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Writing, Photography, Culinary, Crafting
This pasture serves its denizens quite well A place where they can thrive while roaming free Until, like Pavlov’s dogs, they heed the bell That clangs in urgent clamoring “come see.” The trusty Sheltie rounds them up with ease, Conditioned to their four-legged shepherd’s… Continue Reading “A Gift of Fleece”
Arriving here they wait for skillful hands to lift them from their soil-mussed pickup bed, To transplant them in well-prepped earthen land, New home where they’ll be watered, pruned and fed. They started off, mere seedlings, silken threads, Until their infant leaves grew strong, upright… Continue Reading “Road Trip to My Garden”
On the way to Disney World with grandsons all in tow,
I spied some topiary bulls that looked like buffalo…
Broken Bedazzled by intensely tinted deck,   Resplendent splash that hides too well the stains        Of decades overrun with sad neglect, Knocking, cracking, warning ever plain.        E‘en deadly risk ignored by… Continue Reading “Broken”
Like rarest gems they glisten; sparkling, strewn in foam, Set in grains of sand. Photo Friday: The Beach
As snowy blossoms gently fall to ground, A soothing, soaring, skylark song rings clear, As if to pierce the silent, deafening sound, Awakening an inner voice sincere. Reflections, closer than they oft appear when viewed head-on, no longer lie in wait, Breaking through the… Continue Reading “On Gregory’s Pond”
Forces of Nature Bleak days tumbled into months un-sunned, The path lay dormant, absent footfall sound, Neath cloak of white, in stealth, the damage done. With man’s best friend, in tandem ’twas begun, Before the chill they’d set out, forest bound, Bleak days tumbled… Continue Reading “Forces of Nature”
Chameleons under foot race in-between umbrellas, raised to shield from blinding light, Each detail planned ahead, a perfect scene, Nothing left to chance, all viewpoints right. My misty morns at ‘Poly’ fill my nights with dreamy visions, moments set in time, ’til hazy, crazy… Continue Reading “Summer Solstice”
Lace With threads of silken fibers wound around hand-carved bobbins, spools that lay in place, To rest, lest soon the complex plan confound, As brightly colored pinheads mark their space. Bolster pillows fast secure the stays, And prickings guide her expert fingers, deft, Art… Continue Reading “Lace”
Incessant, intermeshing gears in play, The fire burns within to stymie fate, Pretense of moving on, yet ever stay. Out-of-tune caliope betrays, Implying that a free life lies in wait, Incessant, intermeshing gears in play. Though hues are bright, beneath there lurks the gray of oil-clogged… Continue Reading “Moving in Place”