All that is not Poetry
Moisture droplets raining, Slow, steady, staccato strikes, seeping into soggy, spongy, sod. Heaven tendrils, strewing, sowing Tender single seedling slivers; Up-raising strong spikes, Growing garden-green grass!
This photo was taken, after having just been seated for breakfast at Ponte Vedra Lodge at the end of March. Our window table afforded us the spectacular view seen here. Shades drawn just enough to shield our eyes, the sun’s rays shone on us… Continue Reading “Photo Friday: Natural Light”
I’m drawn once more To wind blown, ebbing shores To feel the sand-grains ‘neath my soles Bear silent witness to the quest of gulls, And fill my head and heart with surf-salt breeze. I rush on past the shore-side ‘ brellas, Treading hard the… Continue Reading “Sun ‘brellas”
“Please! Please play with me!” It wasn’t that she didn’t want to play. She desperately needed respite from ledgers, red figures and PowerPoint trend charts. Tomorrow morning, she was slated to present the annual financial wrap-up in the windowless Board room on the 24th… Continue Reading “It’s Only Money…”
This was written in response to Trifextra Challenge: For the weekend challenge we’re asking for exactly thirty-three words written in first person narrative.
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The new Boeing 787 Dreamliner can carry about 250 passengers. This blog was viewed about 1,800 times in 2012. If it were a Dreamliner, it would take about… Continue Reading “2012 in review”
Music of the Mountain Country roads wind their way Quaint towns, once familiar hills and vales Dismay, as malls of progress Block farmland valleys. The homeward trek continues – changes unfold. Tentative… Long driveway ahead Stunning new stone gate; Upscaled arena… Continue Reading “Music of the Mountain (Trifecta Writing Challenge -Wk 38)”