Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Cliff rises, shear and sharply, up from earth, O’er glacier lake so still and icy sheen, whilst whistling winds, faint whisper of new birth, Alive and teeming, wild, beyond tree-green. There, Wolf’s demeanor, practiced, hiding girth, With patience practiced (spy his piercing eyes), Cajoling, mean,… Continue Reading “Beyond the Blind”
Now stormy days subside, suspended sense inevitable silence, once the winds abate, As snow melts deep beneath the thaw-starved dense, and branch-strewn turf, I breath a sigh and wait. What am I waiting for? A wiped-clean slate, As Mother Earth, from sunlight, bright, restored,… Continue Reading “The Gift”
Today, after a season of rehearsals and an especially tricky rehearsal schedule (thanks to Mother Nature and several Nor’easters that descended upon our area) we in the Masterwork Chorus, under the direction of Chris Shepard, are primed to wish Leonard Bernstein a Happy 100th… Continue Reading “Happy Birthday, Lenny!”
While in Alexandria a few weekends ago, I snapped this photo with my iPhone, through the rain-slicked window of a moving bus. I almost discarded this frame, until I looked beyond the droplets, to the hustling bustling masses descending from the King Street Station… Continue Reading “Blurred Images”
I softly fold it, setting it aside, A moment more to tag (To…From…), A crocheted throw, (another one?) indeed, But this was for the young man he’s become. No more the baby blues of soft layettes, No more the booties, hats and mitten sets,… Continue Reading “PAT-TERN”
The whine of tyke bikes, go carts whirring by, The block where long our house is standing tall, The lawn of seven shades of bluegrass rye, While I, from front-porch rocker, watch it all. We pedal ’round the town, inhaling Fall The nippy, clear,… Continue Reading “Home (Revisited)”
Come with me across the bridge! We’ve time, On mainland shore we linger and opine, A picnic just for two, we’ve brought the wine, A solitary respite, sure we’ll find, And then, perhaps, I’ll ask you to “be mine”, Come, take my hand, across… Continue Reading “Invitation”
This irresistible face is matched only by his exuberant personality. Bandit, is indeed, beloved! Weekly photo challenge: Beloved…This week, share a photo of something that is dearly loved.
The point of one’s perspective may be blind, (I mused) when spying gay-adorned displays, For deep within the recess of my mind, The mimeographed script again replayed. We children, both, role-playing on that day so long ago, he was the soldier boy, And I,… Continue Reading “Subjective Perspective”
I woke up this morning and the first thought that crossed my mind was “It’s over”! The many weeks spent in preparation, rehearsal and anticipation, mixed with a healthy pinch of performance anxiety, had come to a satisfying conclusion. Yesterday’s Choral Art Society concert… Continue Reading “The Morning After”
A weathered greenhouse, built to shield, protect young specimens within, from wintry wind, To magnify and golden rays project, Injuring seedlings from the seasons’ clime. Hardy pots reside outside, aligned along the curb, or sheltered from the fray, Beneath the wooden, weathered, a-framed splines,… Continue Reading “Repurposed Life”
My sister and I meet regularly at McLoone’s Boat House, a local, waterside eatery. We usually take a table on the patio, breathing in the clear, crisp air and watching the ducks’ and geese repetitive comings and going. Hawks circle high above the fountain… Continue Reading “Sister Selfie”