Category: Prose

All that is not Poetry

Haiku Friday: Bordeaux

🍀🍀🍀 Shades of blue-green clouds Kiss sun-soaked farm scene below Bucolic beauty. 🍀🍀🍀

I’m Still Learning …

My daughter, Stephanie is a talented young woman who writes an insightful blog. I think you will appreciate (click on the photo) reading “Marriage is not What I Thought It would Be”.

Photo Friday: Shades of Gray

“Shades of Gray” seemed a perfect theme to capture my mixed emotions as I tentatively stooped to pick this shell from the wave-washed beach at Ponte Vedra last March. It was my first ‘walk’ in the sand after three months of recuperation from a… Continue Reading “Photo Friday: Shades of Gray”

“Good Morning!”

🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊 It was a cool Tuesday dawn, after what had been a pleasant Memorial Day; a perfect morning to loll in bed for a few extra minutes, knowing the official start of the summer season had been kicked off. With temperatures on the rise,… Continue Reading ““Good Morning!””

“Bless me, Father…”

Simple mantra, Plaintive prayer: “It’s been two weeks, no four! It’s been six months, since my last confession.” Years have flown. Where to begin? Would He listen? Could He forgive? “Bless me Father…”

Guilty as Sin

These last few years had been surreal, Early on, she’d been in a state of shock. It wasn’t shock born of grief and sadness; nor was it shock from the realization that she had actually killed him; nor was it even the shock caused… Continue Reading “Guilty as Sin”

Urban Renewal

Rushing, racing, crossing Riverside Drive; Nerve endings raw. Frazzled! Tardy! Tense! Suddenly, stranded center-strip, Street sounds suspended, Startled, silenced by shock of serenity! Pavement Paradigm Toppled by verdant vision, Nestled underneath blossoms. 🌳🌳🌳 This photo was taken one raw morning while walking to Columbia… Continue Reading “Urban Renewal”

Haiku Friday: They’re Back!

Perfect poked holes poised Cicada cacophony Canopy chorale  

Aprons Away!

    I’ve always harbored a fascination for sprinklers. It’s been in my blood, part of my lineage, ever since I can remember; when the only relief from the sweltering summer heat was running through the hastily set-up backyard spray. I believe that this… Continue Reading “Aprons Away!”

The Shadow Knows…

Malevolent Ying Ko (“Eagle’s Beak”), Ruled ruthlessly; running rampant. Reformed: Humanity restored, Resolve renewed. Perfected psychic powers Put to noble purpose: Rid the world of the evil Lurking in “the hearts of men”. 📚📚📚 Though the origins of The Shadow are many, I chose… Continue Reading “The Shadow Knows…”

Welcome Home

Was it a dream? Or perhaps a scene from younger days. Mom and Dad Came to visit last night. Happily we waved them in Scurrying to pull up chairs. For a moment, they were there; We were, as once we were. They were young… Continue Reading “Welcome Home”

Haiku Friday: Serenity