Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Blooming outward, scrolls ‘tween swirls embed, Simplicity of form each rounded side, In shades of palest blue and pastel red, Each going its own way yet unified. Symbolic of the majesty it hides beneath its vault, the chambers of our state, Tempestuous tempers, diff’rences… Continue Reading “America”
Chocolate chip or double ginger cakes, Oven temps do rise to make them fine, Otherwise these beauties ne’er could flake, though Kitchen stoves of yore might gleam and shine. I wonder how my grannies did their bakes, Ensuring morsels, chewy, soft, sublime. Official Dogwood… Continue Reading “Convection Perfection”
Around the wide, wide world this afternoon, ‘neath searing sun and darkening shade, a storm, It gathered, silent, ominous, it loomed, So sudden, interrupting mindless norms. We journeyed on, ignoring what could come, No choice but journey on to foreign shores, With backward glancing,… Continue Reading “Uncertainty”
I’d watch him early mornings, pre-work hours, Examining his plot aside the fence, He’d smile to see the haze of yellow flowers, That patience soon would bear some evidence. I wondered how the psyche of this man, His fingers slaked and bruised with mason’s… Continue Reading “Legacy”
There doesn’t seem to be a glimmer, No sun to be seen. It’s hidden high, Hiding Nigh beyond the gathering ominous overcast . My lonely dockside bench Side-casts a looming shadow upon the slaking slats, As if waiting, On guard against the choppy, darkening… Continue Reading “The Bench”
Glancing o’er my shoulder, golden glimmer, green-white shards with petals lithe and awesome, Shining ‘gainst the sunrise walk a-shimmer, Striking, spiking splendor: beachside blossom.
Moon hangs on high, as if by silken thread, Reminding all that night precedes the dawn, Black storms recede to wispy gold instead, This pastel morning after rain has gone. These seven days and nights we journeyed on in magic ever-after-ness, and ponder, Joys… Continue Reading “To everything, a season…”
Even here, though out of view as yet, unseen its singular scent enwraps my senses; Romantic Irrepressible Unforgettable. Causing me to pause, to full inhale, as visions of a long ago invade and deep pervade my mind; Beautiful Serene Green. A young man shyly… Continue Reading “Chaleur d’Amour”
Shimmering, shining, strewn upon the shore, Mollusks wrapped with gem-like stones adorned, Awaiting to be scooped and swept aloft, Later; tiny remnant on the shore, Lovely still, enclosing life no more. Photo… Continue Reading “Tiny Treasure Trove”
An afternoon with nought to do but perch amid the verdant lush, on cushioned bench, My doggie and my camera, neath the birch, Watching chipmunks digging out their trench. When in a flash, a wave of black descended Upon the branches far as I… Continue Reading “Peaceful Pause”
ACandy or breath mint; baffled still, For why must one be often so defined? Forsooth, the split identity fulfills the raison d’etre, often, so combined. I ponder this conundrum, as I find a lovely, petaled flower, midst my herbs, Should I snip the shoots before… Continue Reading “Split Personality”