Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
After a lovely dinner at a brasserie in Place Victor Hugo, we strolled back to Place de l’Etoile, en route back to our hotel on Avenue Wagram. After having photographed the always breathtaking l’Arc de Triomphe, with lights from La Tour Eiffel in the… Continue Reading “Weekly Photo Challenge: Illuminations”
Why this compulsion to always grip the car-door? Christmas Eve long ago, a terrified ten-year old Grasped an icy car-door for dear life; Saving ‘Her’ from the threat To jump. Trifextra Week 48(www.trifectawritingchallenge.com): The challenge: This weekend we’re asking for 33 of your own… Continue Reading “Safety Latch”
“The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say.” Anaïs Nin
“This kitchen renovation is late!” “It was done on time!” The berated contractor knew: the last 40% of all projects aren’t completed until the final 2% of the schedule….except the “Punch List.”
WRITTEN IN RESPONSE TO THE TRIFECTA WRITING CHALLENGE (www.trifectawritingchallenge.com), Week 50. Prompt: YEAR…a calendar year specified usually by a number (died in the year 1900) She was six when it happened, if it happened. Whether it was the overactive imagination of a first grader,… Continue Reading “A Smart Girl”
Like the Banyan Tree, she began humbly. Strong seedling Until Suckers, uncontrolled, obliterated her withering core Pushing her inward … Forcing her out … Indistinguishable now Amid the tangle of torturous tendrils. She is gone!
I love things that go ‘bump’ in the night. I’m uneasy revealing this quirk, because I understand that for others, such things could create fear or dismay. I lie in bed, protected only by a thin mesh screen(a membrane through which sound, smells, sensations… Continue Reading “CARPE NOCTEM”
Shadow…Puppy…Special sheltie Slim – spring in her step Flying Frisbees: favorite feats Shadow: Sheltie in need of sheep. Shadow… Good girl…Loyal loving companion Leaner, wiser, calmer Stairs: daily challenge Shadow: Sheltie in need of sleep. Shadow…Old Girl…Faithful friend, Ever heeding, though unhearing… Continue Reading “Shadow”
Mom trusted Wynken, Blynken and Nod, to lull baby girl into dreamland. Tonight, sleep is elusive; moonbeams are missed Tonight, wooden shoe, waves of dew, misty sea are missed Tonight, Mom is missed! Trifextra (www.Trifectwritingchallenge.com) week 33: The Rule of Three is a… Continue Reading “Dream Quest”
It used to be a basic arithmetic symbol It used to be a marvelous model of molecular movement It used to be a dreaded remedy; the unmentionable, feared procedure, to eliminate the invading cancer It used to be something concrete Tangible! … Continue Reading “Radical “Then” and “Now””
The last strains of sunlight lingered in the corners, grasping every available point of refraction. She slid her fingertips along the glass wondering if this was all there ever was. Or could be. Flying always made her feel insecure, out of control. Now, reluctantly… Continue Reading “Death and Transfiguration”
I remember when we were a family of three.Dad was a tile man; a hardworking, skilled craftsman who loved his work and the pleasure it brought to others. Nick was a handsome man. Mom was a photographer, displaying her motherly pride through the artistic… Continue Reading “Family of Three (posted June 9, 2012)”