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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…

Made for Each Other

Each year as Christmas time swoops swiftly in, With hectic shopping sprees at malls and such, Unlike my friends, I spare myself chagrin, And opt instead to add a personal touch. I raid my stash (I never have too much), To find the perfect…

Unblemished

The Lily…simple, delicate epitome of innocence and purity.

Roots (Weekly Photo Challenge: Express Yourself)

Last November we traveled to Puerto Rico, en route to St. Thomas in support of the Seton Hall Pirates, for the Paradise Jam, a pre-season college basketball tournament.  While in Puerto Rico, we visited the town of Caguas, and toured several museums.  The  Museo de…

My Father’s Garden

It was the antithesis of his back-breaking days and skin-cracked nights. After a workday of job-site floors and walls, back-splashes and hearths – unique patterns, lovingly placed, grouted, washed and polished; he’d grab a beer and head out back. Raising a plucked “Better Boy”…

Floating Dock

Craving these misty mornings, Escaping to night-shattering dawn, Rocking to the gentle undulations, Sloshing soft on un-named lake lagoon, Beating a metronomic pulse: Soul-stirring. Treading barefoot on grainy planks, Leaving sleepy-land behind, Feeling safely tethered, yet free, Floating, yet (the rub) still captive, Vanishing,…

Weekly Photo Challenge: Spring

  Weekly Photo Challenge These three photos all scream “Spring” to me. From the unbridled enthusiasm of my grandson, racing to find the most hidden Easter Eggs, to the lovely simplicity of a Lily of The Valley on an outdoor cafe table, on the…

Perfect Percussion

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat Red-headed woodpecker drums Spring’s percussive pace.

Sawgrass

Windswept clarity, Dunes caressed by sawgrass blades, Shelter on the beach.  

Treasure Trove

My eyes are dazzled by the glinting sun, Sparkling on the hulls of seashell casts, Unique as crystal snowflakes, each is one, From depths beyond and ages long since past. The gulls have salvaged living prey, amassed, Leaving only sharps where once was life,…

Lucid Dreams

🌲🌲🌲 He’s entering the woods as oft before, And still his heart is thumping, resolute, This path has been the backdrop to his more lucid revelations, thoughts astute. The crunch of long-dropped pine cones underfoot, Reminds him, well, that feral denizens, inhabit near, ‘neath torn-asunder…

Weekly Photo Challenge: Street Life

  This street scene could be anywhere. But it isn’t just anywhere.  The cobblestones in this square have been a feeding ground for pigeons and pedestrians for centuries. This square sits on the heart of Avignon, just behind and down the alley from the…

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