Category: Studio 30+

Young at Heart

Young at Heart Surely solvable, but perhaps no, I dare to undertake to figure out, Hand-carved puzzle causing me to bow, Full focus on the task that I’m about. My grandsons challenged, priming for a rout, Who (smarter than their elders) know it all,…

Pre-Dawn Reflections

  Echoes, shadow-whispers in the gray, Before the day when night is nearly gone, Lend prism-like perspective on my days. Web-like, o’er the wispy willows play, A spectral, thin array before the sun, Echoes, shadow-whispers in the gray. They flood my senses, jagged, on…

Portrait: “L’Apres-midi d’un Faune”

Surrounded, Framed in leafy green, Foraging the foliage, Startled, sensing she was not alone, Warned by wafting air of danger near, Beware! Hidden, Waiting for the frame, I spied in silent awe, Inwardly, I laughed my nervous laughter I, the unobserved observer, I, poet…

Haiku: Precarious Perch

Precarious perch Clinging; gath’ring gust is nigh, Crash – quick and lethal   Written for Studio 30+ using prompt: “Quick and Lethal”  

Patchwork Garden

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…

Lucid Dreams

🌲🌲🌲 He’s entering the woods as oft before, And still his heart is thumping, resolute, This path has been the backdrop to his more lucid revelations, thoughts astute. The crunch of long-dropped pine cones underfoot, Reminds him, well, that feral denizens, inhabit near, ‘neath torn-asunder…

An Engineer’s Journal (October 1963): Chemistry 101

October, 1963 She missed the bus. Building up a ‘psychological head-of-steam’, she envisioned her ‘grand entrance’ into Professor C’s Chemistry class. His rants were the stuff of urban legend. To make matters worse, the lecture hall was an intimidating venue, with tiered seating that…

Fallen

Calendar Conundrum

Since I happily left corporate chaos behind eighteen months ago, my calendar, once overflowing with teleconferences, meetings, travel and ‘to-do’ deadlines, is now regularly sprinkled with doctor appointments, diagnostic procedures and preventative check-ups. It’s not that I hadn’t paid attention to my health when…

Villanelle: Maysong

Their song arises to celestial realms bubbling o’er the cliff in coiling curls As hawk’s wings soar and float atop the elms. and top tall branches in the clouds entwined as ring by ring, the puffs of song unfurl Their song arises to celestial…

Beyond The Bubble

Globule jiggling Reflections wriggling Within black-rimmed sphere. Kaleidoscopic shimmer as images glimmer through the bubble. Horizon dipping lower, Rim receding, slower and lower still. Vision quest paced As floaters erased: My eye-view mending. Notes: Beyond The Bubble. Though retina surgery is not something I…

Blight or Blessing?

I watch in sadness Helpless, impotent. Unable to shield My shade givers From incessant infestation. None spared; Branch by branch, Tree by tree, They all fall victim To infection. None spared, save one: Radiant, red apple tree Standing strong in southeast corner; Her green…

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