that broken sycamore
stripped of its leaves bare beauty still reaching for the sky, defiantly. Continue reading that broken sycamore
Category: poetry
like snapdragons
like that snapdragon i felt the sunshine again and he melts away Continue reading like snapdragons
resolutions
finding the beauty of that gray day within me as I turn away Continue reading resolutions
the missed
on the way back to my childhood after presents and too much wine and I’m on my way home a sadness lingered of a song that played dancing in her motown way and Christmas laughter, with that holiday cheer and we missed her again this year Continue reading the missed
the village at christmas
“And in despair I bowed my head; “There is no peace on earth,” I said; “For hate is strong, And mocks the song Of peace on earth, good-will to men!” Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: “God is not dead, nor doth he sleep! The Wrong shall fail, the Right prevail, With peace on earth, good-will to men!” ― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Continue reading the village at christmas
details
and in the shadows i discovered the joy of pure simplicity Continue reading details
the park in winter
and we go walking in the usual places but with white faces. Continue reading the park in winter
focusing
many a winter hiding from the cold, no more i will capture thee with my new dSLR Nikon d3400 ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ submitted for thewpc :: NEW HORIZON Continue reading focusing
where we play
we go to wander away i with my lens and her with those canine gifts we explore i for over 25 years, perhaps more and I witnessed abandonness become freedom wild become a meadow a seed become a tree and now it is her and me the snow falls the air is mild and I finally understand what it has been trying to tell me. … Continue reading where we play
The Best Of ¦ part 3 in three parts
So for part three of this best of series I chose this one I suppose because of its truth and healing. This series took me back to one of the most difficult times, at the close of the 20th century. Posted originally January 2nd, 2013, was another time of great change. I guess I am proudest of these posts. After the Helium posts I carried … Continue reading The Best Of ¦ part 3 in three parts
rose in her winter slumber
she doth deserve nothing less after our rambling, this summer of summers. on long rides just her and i down pathways old and new yet, i shall not be without this winter for a ride as i now have acquired her little sister, midnight blue Continue reading rose in her winter slumber
anymore
he reeks of pity and a broken heart oozing from his pores silent libations half-dead expectations laying sprawled on the concrete floor with me and wanting to be more than stoic anger welcomed like an old fiend vigilant reminder of who he has been forgetting who he is already blood-smeared canvas-covered death his only dream left he believes in anymore Continue reading anymore
to you
not a casual embrace nor kiss upon thee lips was i not a nod of the head or a loose thread not a belief a secret not a friend was i to you for the Discover Challenge ¦ mind the gap Continue reading to you
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