its far away, and sometimes not. but the calender says, three years, and thirty three days, as of yesterday. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ … this post is part of The Weekly Photo Challenge | Trio Continue reading 333 And Over A Thousand Days
I do not go the careful way; the concrete paths, through the manicured parks. For what I seek, my true desire, can not be found… carefully. In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Careful.” Continue reading I ♥ Beauty
it is here, again. like seasons, like clouds like weather. fear it, or not, yet still it comes. lazy days, give way, to rain. to cloud. to sun. again. yet still it comes. it, sooths you, may move you, improve you, and, it will change you. yet still it will come. In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Change.” Continue reading And All There Is Left Is Me
Is it a picture, Within a picture, again? And, does it matter? In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Monochromatic.” Continue reading the monochrome frog
“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
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
and by that river i could shed my tears, in isolation, with no prying eyes. down by the river, away from the chaotic, mesh of human flesh that swarmed every pocket of the University Campus, and there I drew into myself the beauty around me. to remind me of the sound of it, the smell of it. down by the river i found peace, silence, a refuge from … Continue reading along the river of solace
In The Seven Woods I have heard the pigeons of the Seven Woods Make their faint thunder, and the garden bees Hum in the lime-tree flowers; and put away The unavailing outcries and the old bitterness That empty the heart. I have forgot awhile Tara uprooted, and new commonness Upon the throne and crying about the streets And hanging its paper flowers from post to … Continue reading Wild Flowers Of August
I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I know not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I know not where; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song? Long, long afterwards, in an … Continue reading The Arrow and the Song | Longfellow
To-Day So here hath been dawning Another blue day; Think will thou let it Slip useless away? Out of Eternity This new day is born. Into Eternity At night will return. Behold it aforetime No eye never did So soon it forever From all eyes is hid. Here hath been dawning Another blue day; Think, will thou let it Slip useless away? by Thomas Carlyle … Continue reading Poets On Sunday: Thomas Carlyle
from: LEONARD WOOLF: A BIOGRAPHY by Victoria Glendinning There was a poem called “Luriana Lurilee” which meant something to them both – Leonard quoted a stanza from it in Growing, and Virginia in To the Lighthouse. It conveys the spirit of the private Garden of Eden inhabited by Leonard and Virginia when all was well. Luriana, Lurilee by Charles Isaac Elton Come out and climb … Continue reading Luriana, Lurilee
such savagery diminishes upon that street. the wars the horrors the weeping the loss and wasted beauty. with content it shreds with letters not read and lies to their soul. When will the lessons be learned. due, far, far overdue is the renaissance of shadows. these streams of conscious thought, delight, they awake a hunger for more. More than a hundred forgotten faces, and names … Continue reading A Poem – A
by PaulaB 