The River, My Heart

April 18, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

She holds my heart, this river followingthe ages, seasons measured by her flow Acknowledging change, she bears Winterregally, swells with confidence as Spring rains Will walk beside me in sunnier times, andstay loyal as Autumn charms us with her flames. My heart, my faith, always knows,that at the end of day, the river glows. (Image […]

Time For Reflection and Courage

April 15, 2020.Reading time 1 minute.

Time stands still; we waitthe noise of speculation stark contrastto the reality that confronts us Where do we go from hereand what authority to trustand in this imposed solitude can we find the strengthof reflection, the courageto follow an inner lead? Be safe out there all. Inspired by the promptings of Eugi’s Causerie: courage; and […]

Not So Simple

April 8, 2020.Reading time 1 minute.

So many questions cluttering my mind –numbers and guidelines: Stay Inside! I crave the single mindedness of a plantwhose nature tends towards sunlight and contemplate the stillness of mosswondering if it too feels the inquietude And gaze on with envy as a solo flight passesyearning to taste the freedom of escape. Life has become so […]

Present Distance

April 3, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I’ve lived the fog of distance –life’s highway a series of hillsdestination without promise Have learned that acceptance gains perspectivethat climates change, and hope sustainsand that in the stillness dreams renew. Now I travel quieter paths, appreciatespace, have surrendered to a slower pace –certain that this too will change. (For Lens-Artists Challenge: distance)

The River, My Heart

March 25, 2020.Reading time 1 minute.

A landmark in my life, the river followsages, and eras, seasons measured by her flow She acknowledges change, bears the winterregally, swells with confidence as Spring rains Will walk beside me in sunnier times, andhold my secrets as Autumn catches us in her flames She holds my heart, my faith, always knows and at end […]

February 21, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

A walk in nature reduces life-sized problemsto ant-like awe – an open secret often ignored. I travel back roads, am humbled bythe power of farm machines, the vastness of the sky. Gratitude larger than this limiting skin. (For Cee’s On the Hunt for Joy challenge: make yourself small; Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: roads; […]

Landscapes

February 5, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

The path before me titillates –beckoning hues, rolling hills –I set my lens on discovery. My heart belongs to this land –lush landscapes, and dynamic seasons –here I’ll stay till shadows succumb to night. (For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week challenge: landscape.)

Scenes From Ontario Winter

January 9, 2020.Reading time 1 minute.

I cast my shadow over white banksassert my presence, proud, defiant Will find beauty in deserted golf coursesand colour in a monochrome season I am haunted by a Winter state of mindresolved to stretch myself despite creeping chill. (Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge is winter scenes. This Winter I am challenging myself to endure a season […]

Wintry Rebellion

December 31, 2019.Reading time 1 minute.

Tracks on ice remind me that even in the depth of winter there is movement. I am conflicted by the onset of cold: resigned to spending more time indoors, and already feeling the restlessness set in. Art projects line up, encouraged by the many related gifts I received for Christmas. Writing calls to me too […]

Burrs

December 20, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

How many winter walksended with burrs mattedin curly Wheaton hair;how you wriggledto escape the grooming,how we laughed at yourjokester antics? Your spirit still fillsthe empty spaces,I hear the jingle of your collar, catcha whiff of terrier fluff,pull on an invisible leashwhenever I encounter burrs. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

The Car Crash

That time, playing in the muck,foot emerging without a boot,hopping and laughingall the way home… Then, later, on the busthe impact of the carthe windshield crackinglike a giant spiderblood all overthe dead lady’s face All in the past –sunroof openkids riding along,music blaring But trauma is a spiderArachne reaching into happy placesand as much as […]

Empty Surges

Measured in spoonfulsprogress imperceptible Still feel the angst ofno-time-to-breathe lifestyle pressured from withinto get-it-done spend unavailable resourcesruminating solutions push against the wallswith little to show surrender to impotencyand wait for the next surge.

Hurricane

Sister was a hurricane –destruction her path Tried to calm, encouragebut her core was damaged Try to reach her now, across death’s abyss understand beforeher legacy swallows me.