Fences In Black & White (with poem)

March 16, 2019.Reading time 1 minute.

Look at us building fencespretending we have differences do we not hunger the samehunt in the same places do we not strive with equal intentbuild our nests with the same ferocity forgo passion to survive?Let us stop pretending let down these walladmit to our vulnerabilities align our purposesfight a more fearsome foe. (Cee’s black and […]

Purple Wisp

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

Insignificancedoes not apply to nature’screations – each speckintegral to overallviability. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

Upside Down

January 29, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Nectar’s potency –not diminished upside-down –does butterfly seekperspective, or is uprightonly a human construct? (For Cee’s Flower of the Day. Also linking up to my weekly challenge: upside-down.)

Black and White: CFFC

January 25, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Springtime, and daffodils –in variations of yellow –memories now, coloursfaded to black and white. Yet, beauty lingers – the softedges of a perched dove,her mourning song still echoesa lulling, welcoming coo. And white retains brillianceagainst a backdrop of darkness,in stillness magnifies, beauty’sexuberance refusing to lay dormant. (For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Black and White. Also […]

Travels

January 9, 2019.Reading time less than 1 minute.

First frost we are plotting –elaborate schemes to escapewinter’s unforgiving chill. Palm trees and blue waters,the flight of parading pelicans –such allure for aging Northerners. Years past, we have travelled far –Europe, Scandinavia, and Mediterranean –this season, Texas has captured our hearts. (For Lens-Artists challenge: my travels.)

An Invitation

December 24, 2018.Reading time 1 minute.

It’s Christmas Eve, if you are a celebrating Christian, or an adoptee of the holiday. For some, it is a time of last minute rushing about, for others, celebration, and, if you are like me, it is a time of quiet relaxation. Whatever your practice or affiliation, I wish you peace and joy. No challenge […]

Rocks in Black & White

December 20, 2018.Reading time 1 minute.

The Canadian Shield,where rugged pines stretch,reach for endless skies,taking root in rocky shores. We set boulders in our gardensto anchor us against untimely storms,or perhaps to remind us of endurancewhen everything else falls away. Even the satisfying crunch of stones on our pathfascinates – the varied hues and forms, like art,incite searches for undiscovered treasures […]

Choosing Life

December 6, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Buying time –resetting the dial,deviating from the norm… a healing place, here we go again,600 miles from home,recharging batteries… this might have beenan un-lived life. (My challenge this week is to make poetry from previous post titles. For this one, I chose to select only the titles that related to our recent journey.)

Lens-Artists: Splash!

November 28, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Imagine the courage –to flow freely –make a splash! undaunted by outer noise –neither rush, nor gush –totally unabashed Afraid I’d have to reset time,go back to simpler days –undo this lived crash. (Submitted to Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Splash, and V.J.’s weekly challenge: un-lived lives.)

Deviating from the norm:

November 25, 2018.Reading time 1 minute.

Typically, this is where I tie up the week’s challenge with an anecdote, then a link to all the participants. However, this time I’ve decided to do something different. Using the title of each post, and borrowing a line, I’ve created a collaborative poem. Links to the originals are highlighted. Glass Casketsauthenticity oppressed Deviation becoming the […]

Present Distance

I’ve lived the fog of distance –life’s highway a series of hillsdestination 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, appreciatespace, have surrendered to a slower pace –certain that this too will change. (image my own)

Floral Balm

Of Trauma Born

Goodbyes tarnishfaith, like ashesscattered My heart grows dismissal,craves a balm of connectionseeks quiet harbour Remind me what it feels like to be safebreath nurturing life,love a rhythmic flow In meditationI reach for peaceimagine salvation But this wayward chaosunrestrainedcements me in doubt Tainted intentionsI lift up to the Universea tempest without hope My soul incubates malicea […]