Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Night breeze inhibits, warm hints that signal “spring”, Night breeze inhibits, warm hints that signal “spring”, Too long delayed, yet, hope is mine, Too long delayed, yet, hope is mine Warm spring breeze (yet mine delayed) That Signal, inhibits hints of hope: Night is… Continue Reading “Anticipation”
He wakes at dawn with lust for life and glee, Shaking off the night shades, jingling tags (the clinking of his collar) call to me: “Wake up and join me, see my tail’s a wag.” Bounding down the first flight, waits; while I with… Continue Reading “Morning Ritual”
There nothing quite alluring as that chair So finely crafted, sanding-wheeled and glazed, Hand-rubbed, enhancing grain and curves with care, And waiting just for me to be amazed. When placed with will, upon the porch so grand, Two-storied decks of un-named mountain inn, Aligned,… Continue Reading “Rocking Chair”
It lay upon the crunchy winter sod, It reaches far and wide ‘top wooden slats, (a foot bridge o’er the icy cygnet pond), And spreads its shivers ‘cross the barnyard grass. The night before, while stoking coals in hearth, Awaiting Father Winter’s bedtime tuck,… Continue Reading “Snow”
Wish for seasons past, the golden, olden days of yore, a boy at heart bends low to peek at village denizens, some worn with age, Some opened new, and “Christmas Tree Shop” sleek. Remembered flood of youth’s pure joy, he seeks, Ride sugarplums of… Continue Reading “The Mind’s Eye”
I watch and wait, transfixed and terrified, As roiling clouds forecast impending doom, Suspended in this space, I’m satisfied. This calm before the storm does serve to guide, I’m doubtful, can survival be assumed? I watch and wait, transfixed and terrified. A metaphor for… Continue Reading “Clarity”
Dampened, drenched planks beneath my feet, Each step unfolds reflected, unslaked scenes, As steady waters flow, e’er silently, sedate, At close of day, imbued with subtle gleam. Perhaps they’re just mirages or conjured dreams, But no, I’ve been here thousand times before, And tho… Continue Reading “After the Storm”
Week 39 Creative:Abstract Photograph a common object in an abstract manner.
Reaching, ever gentle, Comforting, supporting her, Grandson makes her smile. My daughter captured this moment of tenderness, after an afternoon at the Animal Kingdom, as we soggily (having gotten caught in the usual Florida downpour) and wearily trudged to the bus stop. PhotoFriday:… Continue Reading “Love”
I fretted nightly ‘bout the nesting place, Rough-hewn by hand and hung with care, secure, And still, I feared the feral feline’s chase. Each morning, I revisited the place, Where days before, I’d placed it, to endure, I fretted nightly ‘bout the nesting place.… Continue Reading “Nesting Place (a villanelle)”
Official Dogwood Photography Challenge Week 35: Loneliness As I post in response to the challenge, I sense a hidden narrative unfolding, behind this closed door.