Ah, the Bliss

November 24, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

There is bliss to be found in the pop of red on a snowy bush, or on crisp Winter’s day at the river’s side. (For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Follow Your Bliss)

Before the Snow

November 21, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Caught these photos of the sky with my iPhone, minutes before the snow came. Weekend Sky

In or On Water

November 20, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: in or on the water.

Yum, Yum

November 19, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A favourite mug with hot chocolate. A family brunch. An apple lover. All yum. For Nancy Merrill’s a Photo a Week: food

Shapes and Design

November 17, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: shapes and design.

Oh, the places I’d go…

November 15, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

…if only I had wings… (For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: Anything that flies)

Goose Line

November 14, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Future Nostalgic

November 12, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A Texas sunset, Arizona mountain lake, Oregon mountains, and Salt Creek in Washington State, photos stirring nostalgia. (For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: future nostagic)

A Soldier’s Farewell

November 11, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Written and performed by my brother, Laurie Moody. Today is Remembrance Day

Gateway

November 10, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s a Photo a Week: gateways.

Amused

Sky gallery –anything but banal –recalls innocence Geese attemptan instinctual dance(few will actually migrate) Cheers this aging mind, also prone to redundant acts –sexagenarian fun. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)

Wounded Feminine

On entering the tunnel, I see her –pallor a notable shade of ghostly Tattered, her dress hangs in billowingfolds of transparency; she beckons No words pass between us, buther haunting gaze begs audience So, I bear witness to her tale –a gruesome re-enactment of her death Slow and agonizing, her femininityscalded and tortured till flesh […]

Every Day Serenity

Serenity every day,I pray from the frayed edgeschaos rattling, pains howling Laundry waits in pilesof incompletion – like my life –demands eroding worth Hush! I scold the voicesof discontent, the discordexhausting – I am trying! Serenity! I pray,my hands are burdened,my psyche losing ground I stop and close my eyesfollow breath in and outwill myself […]