So many questions cluttering my mind –
numbers and guidelines: Stay Inside!
I crave the single mindedness of a plant
whose nature tends towards sunlight
and contemplate the stillness of moss
wondering if it too feels the inquietude
And gaze on with envy as a solo flight passes
yearning to taste the freedom of escape.
Life has become so complicated, suddenly
Simplicity, we’re discovering, not so easy.
(Submitted for Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: simplicity.)
I’ve lived the fog of distance –
life’s highway a series of hills
destination without promise
Have learned that acceptance gains perspective
that climates change, and hope sustains
and that in the stillness dreams renew.
Now I travel quieter paths, appreciate
space, have surrendered to a slower pace –
certain that this too will change.
(For Lens-Artists Challenge: distance)
A landmark in my life, the river follows
ages, and eras, seasons measured by her flow
She acknowledges change, bears the winter
regally, swells with confidence as Spring rains
Will walk beside me in sunnier times, and
hold my secrets as Autumn catches us in her flames
She holds my heart, my faith, always knows
and at end of day, oh how she glows.
(For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: A River Runs Through It.)
(For Lens-Artists Weekly Photo Challenge: reflections)
Narrow this road
into deepening woods
intrigue commands exploration
(For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: narrow.)
Winter’s whites fade
turn to drab grey
and I search for signs
to brighten, lighten
red to make by day.
For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: something red.
Easily swayed, my imagination
follows lines, dreams of new horizons
spins and traces unknown spaces
speculates about what might have been…
(For Lens-Artists Challenge: Leading Lines)
I reconcile this passenger imposed life
through a photographer’s lens
Record the road ahead, the passages
find resonance in what lies outside my window.
(For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: A window with a view)
For Lens-Artists Photo a Week Challenge: on display
There is nothing like a baby around to lift the spirits. And, they make me nostalgic. As does this video of our granddaughter’s recent carolling.
Where have the years gone?
(For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week: babies, and Lens-Artists: nostalgic)