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Escape intended from the ordinary din, From endless lines aligning “Great White Way”, We duck inside, and escalate within To eighth floor lounge, no more or less, we strayed. A bite to eat, a sip of wine perchance, A strategy to while away the… Continue Reading “Come from Away”
She loves me (yes!) she loves me not (oh no!) She does love me, (the petals tell it true), Another pull: she loves me not (please no!) A few more left, the end I’ll surely rue. She loves me (as my expectations rise), She… Continue Reading “The Luck of the Draw”
Seahorse overseeing seashells, strewn in splintered shards, Sea surge, sated, wanes. Weekaly Photo Challsenge: Scale
Standing, on the brink of this vast expanse, I muse: does the ocean carry with it the memories of all that it’s crept up on and swallowed whole; perhaps not in a single gulp but with each incessant wave, as morsels of mortal life… Continue Reading “Perpetuity”
These breezy dawns of damp and shifting grains Compel us to return, these endless days, Bare-footed and bare-pawed, we stroll the same, unpaved path of swirling, breaking waves. In solitude (we wish we could allay the inevitable masses, as the light erases misty morns… Continue Reading “Pedestrians”
Rain, Sitting here inside, Waiting for the skies to clear, Hoping our vacation isn’t smeared, And yet I see only Rain, Pouring down in sheets upon this sleepy calm lagoon, It’s time has come to drench this lovely cove with cleansing droplets; Rain, I’ll… Continue Reading “Rain”
It’s autumn; as my planner oft repeats, It’s autumn; yet the warming sun rays beat It’s autumn; I’ll delay my pumpkin treats for mallows, crispy-squished ‘tween graham sweets. It’s autumn; yet we’re travel’ing to the beach, It’s autumn; backyard chairs remain in reach, It’s… Continue Reading “Autumnal Conundrum”
I remember when I was a girl of five, And pretty, colored skirts were joyous things, We’d twirl upon our coffee-table stage, With shrieks and soaring screams, for we had wings. I hadn’t thought on that for many years, Until one summer day, we… Continue Reading “Freeze-frame”
I never tire of a clear morning when, while seeking a once-in-a-lifetime sunrise, I find, instead, a stunning, sparkling moon. This morning was particularly spectacular, as I could clearly delineate the crevices and crannies of the rocky moon surface. I didn’t see the man… Continue Reading “Rhapsody in Blue”
Last Sunday, after having purchased a case of freshly picked Roma tomatoes at the Summit Farmers’ Market, I spent the rest of the afternoon, prepping and canning the luscious lot. It was a messy, slippery, time-consuming afternoon, but most definitely, it was a labor of love. Someday, in the middle of… Continue Reading “Planning for the Future”
Rain is coming! (heavens are ablaze), Sailors warning! (still, I’ve fixed my gaze), Irma’s spinning! (warnings and delays), I will face her! (If she comes my way), Morning’s dawning! (storm clouds soon will raise). WordPress: Elevate