My very first attempt at a poetic form known as a Ghazal which was the featured format at this past Friday’s CPC Friday Fling . . . . The format is included down at the bottom of the page. JUST TEMPORARY Thunderstorms blaze a trail across a summer sky as children try […]
Northern Excursion
SPILLING OVER Drop by drop they fill this cup, emotions bottled up inside though not too difficult to see, worn on my sleeve and on my face, waves of emotion and stinging tears washing over and spilling out of the deep recesses inside of me. And here on this page they sometimes find their way, […]
WHAT HAPPENS AFTER MIDNIGHT . . . . . The hands of the clock wound ever so close to the moment of truth, the hour of midnight, and Dad paced the floor, the same path well worn, wringing his hands and his heart as the dark of the night inched ever closer toward morn. On […]
It was such a treat that the Blue Angels were visiting Oahu at the same time we were. HIGH FLYING (B-L-U-E A-N-G-E-L-S) Blazing Bolts of lightening across a paradise sky Looking up just in time to see them streaking by, Underneath and above each other as they fly Enraptured as I watch on an Oahu […]
ON A MORNING LIKE THIS On a morning that could easily have been just like any other, we awoke before dawn, before the birds’ symphony, before we even had a chance to hear their morning song. The pre-dawn darkness that met our steps didn’t deter our resolve as we silently got our things together and […]
CHERISHING THE LEGACY We cherish the legacy of those who have come before, their example a shining light that continues to guide our way, as we pay tribute to their memory from the depth of our core. After giving so much, they continued to give even more with no thought at all to any honor […]
“The Mirror of Venus” by Sir Edward Coley Burne-Jones (1898) AS THE MUSES SPEAK They gather in that quiet place where the silence of morning and the dawn meet my day, where a blank page awaits, an easel for the words and the images introduced by the muses who occasionally visit this page that I […]
A “Friday Fling” toy-time triolet duet: TREASURED STILL Upon a shelf my toys still nest, my favorite bears and paper planes. I still think that they’re the best, upon a shelf my toys still nest. We play each day and hardly rest, sweet paper dolls and trucks and cranes. Upon a shelf my toys still […]
HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS AGAIN Every year right around this time I return to that place so often hidden away, that place where magic happens in sometimes surprising ways; that place where I find harmony and sweet connections; where I find no strings or hidden agendas. I return to that place, as alive now as […]
