seagull chases heron
(and wins!)
the purring of a ferry engine
and red, gauzy sky
a kind father teaching his children to fish
two kayakers gliding
while girls throw stones
a small tugboat gracefully pulls more than her share
(a metaphor for mothering)
there is peace here
beyond the fairy tale [or what is romantic love anyway?] Prince William married a commoner recently sending hearts aflutter across the Western world. (But not mine.) I find myself wondering if I am jaded or just seasoned in my years—tempered in the fire of pain, loss and the harsh reality of a would-be princess who…
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The book sitting closest to me this morning was The Poetry of Pablo Neruda so today’s word comes from that. The word is jungle. Such a vivid image gets conjured in my imagination with that word. Shadows, panthers, scary things that might kill me. Places unknown. I don’t feel like writing today. Just playing with…
Living inside the braided folds just for today.Tangled roots whisper; I can’t hear what they say. Memories are a splinter in the eye.Promises broken become calcified naïveté. Black Swan, slippery like Mercury—haunting.(A life lived well is not a parley.) Water ceasing to hydrate what is crumbling.Silt becomes an urn for ashes someday. Days are shorter…
The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance. -Aristotle I believe this is true for everything in life; I believe every moment is an act of creation with an infinite number of possible outcomes depending on the choices we make. When I create a piece of…
breeze blows in languid summer lying in sunlight leaves fall from Madrona tree
Day three of The Daily Delish: celebrating isness