Balance of Nature

This scene is replayed each morning, as the long rays of the rising sun highlight the tips of the sparkling breakers. Diving seabirds know that breakfast awaits and each, in turn, swoops swiftly into the crashing surf to snag its prey.  I take my place, front and center, at the shoreline to view this extravaganza;  […]

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Mornings in The Mist

As summertime returns I feel a sense of something missing, ne’er to be again, My Sheffield mornings, fogged-in valleys drenched in mist, ‘neath Berkshire mountain chain. These memories will ever play, repeat, To make me smile, each time I feel the damp of dewy grasses, wet beneath my feet, My spirit warmed again, as at […]

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Hibernation

Silent, steadfast, still through the wintry blasts, Storms return then ebb and rage again, Immured within, suspended, as in fast, Colony awaits to reawaken. Workers huddle, clustered round the queen, Saving stores of nectar, drones exiled, Few survive the frigid months between the warmth of summer and the April mild. The young and queen secluded […]

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Emergence

  Another week, a Wednesday-weather day, Wave on white-out wave coats bark and bough, But something’s different, something in the way the sound of spring thaw drowns away the plow. My soul needs but take pause, renew my vow to smell a rose or two, to note the hint of yellow-green on weeping willow, bowed […]

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Alone

ALONE:  written after stopping by a sculpture of this retriever, that was hidden in the bramble bushes along a path at the Buttermilk Inn in Milton, NY. It reminded me of my grandsons’ beloved golden retrievers, Bogie and Madison.   A ncient wisdom from his ink black eyes, L ofty stature speaks without a sound, […]

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Invitation

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 the bridge we’ll climb. Photo Friday: #Bridge

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Sister Selfie

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 spray, with fluffy pillowed-clouds as their backdrop, while the Turtle Back […]

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The Luck of the Draw

She loves me (yes!) she loves me not (oh no!) She does love me, (the petals tell it true), Another pull: she loves me not (please no!) A few more left, the end I’ll surely rue. She loves me (as my expectations rise), She loves me not (I know it can’t be right), She loves […]

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Perpetuity

Standing, on the brink of this vast expanse, I muse: does the ocean carry with it the memories of all that it’s crept up on and swallowed whole; perhaps not in a single gulp but with each incessant wave, as morsels of mortal life are swept away, consumed? Does it remember? Does it care? Today, […]

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Autumnal Conundrum

It’s autumn; as my planner oft repeats, It’s autumn; yet the warming sun rays beat It’s autumn; I’ll delay my pumpkin treats for mallows, crispy-squished ‘tween graham sweets. It’s autumn; yet we’re travel’ing to the beach, It’s autumn; backyard chairs remain in reach, It’s autumn; school’s in session (they’ll be teached); Or is it taught? […]

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Rhapsody in Blue

I never tire of a clear morning when, while seeking a once-in-a-lifetime sunrise, I find, instead, a stunning, sparkling moon. This morning was particularly spectacular, as I could clearly delineate the crevices and crannies of the rocky moon surface. I didn’t see the man in the moon on this morning, but I know he was […]

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