Dark Greens

September 9, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Midweek Madness Photo Challenge: dark greens.

Looking Up/ Down

September 8, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Looking up, I catch a seagull soaring past. Catch an eagle looking down. Discover beauty at my feet: For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Looking up/down

Farewell to August Sky

September 5, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Water’s Attraction

September 3, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Whether the river, the falls, or the backyard pool, water is always fascinating. (For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: water)

A Rare Walk

September 1, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

My legs don’t carry me very far, so when I do get out for a walk, it’s extra special. I’ve featured photos from this walk before, but it’s worth repeating. An old rail line that ran through town, has been converted into a walkway. I made that walk one fine morning. For Lens-Artists Photography Challenge: […]

Fences and A Gate

August 30, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: fences and gates.

Cloud Trails

August 29, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Tomorrow, tomorrow…

August 27, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

“When I’m stuck with a day that’s gray and lonelyI just stick out my chin and grin, and say, oh The sun’ll come out tomorrowSo you gotta hang on ’til tomorrow” For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Tomorrow, from Annie, lyrics by Alicia Morton

Props?

August 25, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s a Photo a Week Challenge: props

LAPC: It’s All About The Light

August 23, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: It’s all about the light.

Good Afternoon

Dawn breathes an invitation and Rumi’s words taunt me: Do not go back to sleep. I am loathe to greet the day – not that I despise its arrival, rather that waking has become laborious since the onset of chronic illness. Daughter of a military man, I am conditioned to rise before the sun, have […]

On Gender

Does the moon envysun’s glorified reign –(gender inferred) Sons were sunin my family,we women lunar Father straddledthe two – a secretwe fought to suppress Fluidity of pronounsnon-existantin formative years. (Image my own)

Please Visit Me at Tangled Locks Journal

I feel deeply honoured to be part of September’s issue of Tangled Locks Journal. Thank you to Teresa Berkowitz for accepting my poem, “Feline”. Please visit me there, and take a moment to peruse all the writing: you won’t be disappointed. Tangled Locks Journal is published quarterly. Information for how to get involved is available […]