Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
The first time she was lost, an injured bird, She’d wondered where she’d erred, how this could be, Accepting blame, she bought in to ‘absurd’ With opened arms, the truth had set them free. He looked into the mirrorwall; saw “he”, She saw;… Continue Reading “Clarity”
The first time, buds abloom romantics thrilled, The first time, bending, sniffing budding rose, The first time, whippoorwills their dusk-song trilled, The first time, promising return, we posed. The last time, snowfall blocking sliders closed, The last time, snuggling closely, sipping swill, The… Continue Reading “Special Collection”
My thoughts align, begin to stratify, The fog is gently lifted giving way to clarity, these morning shores do gratify, As grayish morn to colors give its way. Beachside shaders line the closed cafe, Reflecting vibrancy (though dormant) on the deck, Mirror granite, window… Continue Reading “Color Guard”
“Until the day I die, I’ll never forget those glassy, unblinking eyes.” they haunt me still, Years were cut abruptly, I regret, His callous satisfaction, feigned conceal. To some he was a buddy, someone real But I, a distaff staffer, stood outside, I chuckled… Continue Reading “An Engineer’s Journal: June, 2001 – Turning The Page”
As leaf pods fell to earth like grassy snow, The unpaved, woodsy path, a mossy trail that lured me ever deeper, bent to know what wonders to unfold, to sip the grail. But skies began to darken, lifted eyes alert, while soggy grounds beneath… Continue Reading “Tangled Woods”
Returning to this aerie, Côte d’Azur Was meant to be a salve, a jaunt, a spree of sorts, yet (tears held back) I’m steady, sure that paths we chose back then were meant to be. ‘Savons en place’ a charming fantasy Of… Continue Reading “Savvy ‘Savonneurs’”
Roadside trees protect the farmer’s plows They stand for miles, like well placed fence posts, true, Aligned, an arboreal arch of bending boughs That beckon me to venture: “Bienvenue.” Provence’s countryside in colors true with fragrant lavender, sunflowers gold, Painting flashing vistas, reds and… Continue Reading “The Road to St. Remy de Provence”
He stands as he has stood mid brush and stickler thickets, nesting spot for wrens, He offers life’s elixir, respite from the rush of feral creatures on the prowl again. His moldy feet secure, yet he pretends that he might teeter if a bird of… Continue Reading “Lies of Omission”
Leaving Avignon, a sad “adieu,” Province would, all too soon, become a dream, Settling in ‘en train’, content; we knew we’d long recall these fleeting scenes. Through filmy windows, suddenly all green, My photo lens embraced the verdant pastures, Lime and Kelly shades, like jellybeans… Continue Reading “In Vino Veritas”
It hangs so striking, vivid and serene Upon my featured well-lit bedroom wall, I know from years of staring at its theme, Since then I understood: I was appalled. When first I saw the nature scene, it called to me; so pure, authentic, numbered print, I… Continue Reading “The Balance of Nature”
Water surface shines a mirrored scene Enhancing hues and shadows even more than mid-day sun could ever shine, serene, As world slows down a bit upon this shore. Cumulus dust the wispy sky azure, Setting scene for languid summer eve, As crimson echoes beat… Continue Reading “Languid Lagoon”
Patchwork Garden My garden grows with little help from me, Displaying twenty shades of verdant hue, In awe, I bow to beauty, simplicity, That a “Kiss of the Sun” can do. The daffodils and lilies get their clue, From nature’s thawing earth and sunlit days, To… Continue Reading “Patchwork Garden”