Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Rare: Splurging on a special dinner at “Victoria and Albert”. Rarer: Impeccably skillful presentation of our “Colgin 2003“, transported all the way from our NJ wine rack, where it had rested peacefully for over a decade (well worth the corkage fee)! Rarer Still: Table-side… Continue Reading “Rare”
This morn I spied a feather, frail and fine, Upon the splintering deck rail, in the sun, Whose slanting stream of light enhanced the spline, Causing pause and leaving me awe-stunned. What flutter-winged dove whose day begun pursuing nuts and seeds, has flown… Continue Reading “Fallen Feather”
Our travel bags retrieved, then tagged and packed, Each year, this day, with only hours to go, Filled, bulging piggy-banks have been attacked, The countdown’s creeping to a dwindling low. So many tasks to check before we go: Alert the postman, stop the paper… Continue Reading “Good as Gold”
After an exhaustingly satisfying jaunt to Disney Springs, we return to our Polynesian Paradise, with visions of plunging into a refreshing Oasis Pool. This photo captures many emotions for me, transporting me back to the warmth of that day; tasty lunch on the deck… Continue Reading “Carry”
It’s all in one’s perspective, stirred or calm, No absolute to clear attempt define, Are we the epicenter of our realm, Or mere iotas in the breadth of time? In awe of spacious skies and hues sublime, Yet conscious that we’re specks of vast… Continue Reading “Infinity”
The window opened wide as it will go, Allowing sea salt air into my room, Whilst verdant sentries stalwart, toe to toe, Rustling regal guards that breathe “Hello”! Photo Friday: Landscape 2016 This week’s prompt reminded me of that summer morning several weeks ago as… Continue Reading “Land…(sea)…scape”
She stood calm, in stark contrast to the rumbling, agitated heavens that served as her backdrop. She seemed to beckon: “Come! Find shelter here with me.” As we rode the bumpy coach from San Juan that would soon drop us off at our intended destination, the… Continue Reading “Cagüenõ”
I’m drawn toward the crusty, clanging gate While only yards ahead, an easy wall stands stalwart, sturdy, rock on rock, in wait for someone just like me, to heed the call. A metaphor for problems that befall and plague our humdrum, hapless times, To… Continue Reading “Choices”
We oft survey the unknown way before us, And all too often paths we chose, we rue, When well within our reach is new perspective, Look up, survey in black and white the truth. Look up
Rather than wax poetic about the drama and warmth of golden-hued photography, I present, instead, a gallery of miscellaneous archived photos that speak for themselves. Photo Friday: Golden
It was dusk on the breezy Cape May coast, as we returned to the B and B parking lot for our bags. Despite the hint of a brewing storm in the air, I paused to admire the curved simplicity of the weathered stanchion, it’s… Continue Reading “Golden Globe”
As limbs rise skyward, ever seeking light, One stands in awe at Mother Nature’s shears, Though likened to a bonsai, man-made sight, Intrinsic beauty crafted through the years. Yet deep beneath the foliage, hid from fear, Some denizens depending to subsist, Within a secret… Continue Reading “Camofoliaged”