What moves me today, tis a soft breeze, A shady nook, a good book. That butterfly that dances by, the sound of cicadas on a mid-summer night. Perchance, i may be flirting with a new lover, while life flows, it drips, it floods, it enlightens. But that day, within the first month of new grief, opened new vistas of possibilities. And so, born that day … Continue reading What was left in Pandora’s box?
Today we’re stuck inside, and as the thunder rolls, and the rain falls, as she shivers and shakes by my side as I’m writing, I guess there is no walk today…but if not for her, I would be very sad and blue …without my Irish. In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Muse.” Continue reading My Golden Muse
Euston Meadow ~*~ June 16th, 2015 This forest may be small, yet it is quite lovely, and a favourite of mine to explore. It has this rare and wonderful peaceful sense to it, this woods. With a serenity, I imagine may stem from the relief that it’s finally able to breath, and not smothered under garbage, and god knows what other wounds it has endured over the years. Now, thriving, with grasses blowing in the gentle breezes of late … Continue reading Within The Forest Of My Temenos
“There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt … Continue reading Poets On Sunday | Shel Silverstein
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Vivid.” Continue reading Childish Things | VIVID
On the way to one pathway or another, lies my little woodland. Between the bank and the wall, just outside my stoop. At the end of my working day, as I’m on my way in the door, it beckons me to languish within its peaceful in-between. Hidden away behind the hedge, lies my tranquility, my zen space. In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo … Continue reading The In-Between Garden
Today I ventured once again to the Soho District. It’s a new area London is trying to revitalize. The Old Vic Hospital is now gone, and some sort of condo, or hi-rise complex, or some such is going in somewhere near. Some of the older buildings have been kept, but no clue yet what they’re doing with them. The area though runs along the Thames … Continue reading Wild Walks of London | Set One
where did time go? it slipped away, behind the houses. it dipped its toe, into the stream, and was never seen again. where did I go? I slipped away, to the orchard. I went back, to the place, when we were happy. LOCATION: Abandoned Apple Orchard – The Coves – London, Ontario Continue reading behind me
swaying in the breeze their golden tresses weeping mesmerizing me …more “Intricate.” Continue reading Haiku | Intricate
on meandering walks, I’ve been, down pathways, and other haunts, spring has sprung, again. from: Spring 2015 equipment: Canon Elph135 Continue reading London In Spring
“She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: “Winter is dead.” ― A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young Continue reading Out And About In A Meadow
…more blur Continue reading Life Blurred
…is the touch of history. Glass slide plates- private collection, circa early 1900’s. see more EPHEMERAL Continue reading Ephemeral
by PaulaB 