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Golden Tears, Fuente del Turia -- Turia Fountain, Plaza de la Virgen, Valencia, Spain Tears - Tears flow golden Down her cheek Then fall to ground Where forms a pool From gentle creek There streams and rivers Come to rest Display the sorrows Which some detest "Wait for the facts You can't protest!" What have we But video And patterns written Long ago To actions spoken Our words will out If some won't listen Justice shouts
Hollowed Halls, Valencia Cathedral, Valencia, Catalonia, Spain Hollowed Halls - Beneath the stone of arcing hollow Echo footfalls of the hallows Seep through time long silenced whispers Fall on ears inclined to listen Bishops under Cardinals Princes of the capital Too all manner of celebrity Still I prefer simplicity Whose condition leaves them most to gain While every pittance rendered unto greedy hand Far too much where hope of sustenance is lain Yet they, it ever seems, offer most without demand
Unopened, Doorway, Valencia, Catalonia, Spain Unopened - Barrier Closed and locked But easily opened From the inside If you would let me in
What Light through Yonder Skyline Breaks, Central Market, Valencia, Catalonia, Spain Dimming Light - The light which skylight glass admits Be grey and dour as such the day commits While just as dim our life in quarantine submits Then random seem the ones for whom disease remits Their darkest hour To bed confined For none the power To stall the march of death's decline And so alone Souls pass away While not a hand Is offered they But latex glove The touch at end of earthly stay
Formidable Maiden of the Fountain, Central Market, Valencia, Catalonia, Spain First Responders - She strode from the chaos With an extraordinary self-possession Intent on some minor stain or damage to her frock As if all that mattered in this world Was her appearance in it It was impossible to know If her composure reflected disoriented shock Or disdain for the physical danger She had not yet entirely escaped Until she let the hem fall down her thigh Turned her attention toward her destination
Form Throws Function on its Head, Palau de les Arts Reina Sofia, Ciutat De Les Arts I Les Ciences, Valencia, Spain Function Tags Along - Form follows function The prophet, Sullivan, preached Writing the gospel of Purpose Informs Art On landscapes and city streets Ah, sighs Calatrava And erects his Mona Lisa smile Its contrarian pulse The blood flowing through Valencia's veins As form takes flight With function on its wing I revel in dreamy whimsy With purpose in the wake
Line and Texture, Palau De Les Arts, Ciutat De Les Arts I Les Ciences, Valencia, Spain Awed - Awed by the imagination of others I am inspired to create Without boundary Or fear
Shootin' the Shit, Bar Mendizábal, Gothic Quarter, Barcelona, Catalonia, Spain Presence ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #234 - We didn't come here For the beer Or the snacks Or to share a cigarette Once we'd finished those It wasn't for the words we'd speak Or to look into each other's eyes (You never took off your sunglasses) To see or be seen Or for a breath of fresh city air In the chill afternoon
Shadow and Light, Museu de les Ciències, Ciutat de les Arts i les Ciències, Valencia, Spain Leaving The Grey Between - We are these incredible creatures Of both darkness and light We keep buried so very deeply So we might never know how full Is the pain of our despair Or the beauty of our spirit Or the strength we might show If we could but release ourselves From the grey we have created To keep the best of ourselves And the worst of ourselves Beneath the skin Beneath our consciousness Beyond our capacity To love
From Cheakamus to Tantalus, Sea to Sky Highway, British Columbia, Canada Before… - Before the sky The peaks Before the peaks The hills Before the hills The valley Before the valley I must leave This place of numbing Before I die
The Creeping Darkness, Peeling Paint, Britannia Beach, Sea to Sky Highway, British Columbia, Canada In the Hollows - Branches of darkness Reach out for me But I resist If only just Still... That is enough To stave the pain In this hollow I've carved out From tendrils of deepest sorrow I find resolve to carry on
Deep Valley, Seton Lake, Shalalth, Mission Mountain Road, British Columbia, Canada Deep Valley - Azure the lake Azure the sky Then in between The verdigris And igneous Within them all Find I
Sunset Lovers, Amphitrite Point Lighthouse, Wild Pacific Trail, Ucluelet, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada Embraced - I embrace myself With the memory Of your presence
Glorious Failing Sun, Amphitrite Point Lighthouse, Wild Pacific Trail, British Columbia, Canada Glorious Fail - Enthralled by failing sun Or so some poets have defined As if a star could somehow falter In none but cataclysmic time Composed in peace at daylight's end And with this thought remind That failure rarely renders With such glorious design<
Rearview, South on State Road 375, Nevada, United States of America Choices - I make choices Sometimes they're wrong Sometimes they're right Sometimes I know Which way they're going to go Even before I make them More often they go The way they're going to go Long before I see the right or the wrong I make choices Sometimes I realize Sometimes I don't Until they're in the rear view mirror
Post Harvest, Drumheller, Alberta, Canada Harvest ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #233 - Fields emptied Silos filled Soon the loaves From flour milled
In Golden Rows, Drumheller, Alberta, Canada Golden - The wheat goes ever on and on O'er the hill and far beyond In row on subtle row it grows The fruit of heart and hand and mind The gold beneath the indigo
Hold & Reveal - Dark Island Tide recedes Amber glow Inner light So long as I hold the one Let the other be revealed
Called to the Sea, Amphitrite Point, Wild Pacific Trail, Ucluelet, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada The Calling - The beacon calls them Those who seek the shore Those who yearn for the sea
Cloudy, Cloudy Day, Amphitrite Point, Ucluelet, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada Cloudy, Cloudy Day - Cloudy, cloudy day Paint your palette blue and grey Look out on a winter's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Horizon's changing hue Power in the waves come due Dashing on the shore that's you In aqua on the broken rocky land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your father's deeds And why you'd need to set me free I would not listen, I did not know how Perhaps I'll listen now
Rugged Shore, Ucluelet, Vancouver Island, British Clolumbia, Canada Black & Blue - Broken blackened rock Storm season surge sunders shore Azure calm breaks through
Buffeted - Islands in the sky Buffeted by the winds as The sea upon the rocks And I in the storm Enthralled by the beauty of Violent nature Moved to pondering The nature of violence Buffeting within
Desert Highway, Highway 127, Death Valley Road, Dumont Little Dunes, California, United States of America Desert Highway - Desert highways Strips of empty pavement Crossing expanses of isolation Lifeless seeming, lonesome Stillness, quiet, patience Reveal a vibrant pattern of life Just as for the terrain they cross Just as stillness, quiet, patience Reveal the vibrant pattern of being Within
Crosscurrents, Badlands, Drumheller, Alberta, Canada Emergent ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #232 - Sometimes the flow of events Runs across the prevailing currents Revealing both in high relief Some will argue for the flow Some will argue for the current I remind myself Step back to appreciate the whole Evaluate the emergent patterns Given an opportunity to observe Beyond the confines of existing paradigms Seek the possibility of a new way
Barnacles and Mussel, Ucluelet, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada Character - On principle stand Alone among the masses Character tested
Fetch, Long Beach, Pacific Rim National Park, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada Grey Joy - On a day Of unremitting grey I find a moment Of pure passion And joy
The Gateway, Lake Louise, Banff National Park, Alberta, Canada The Gateway - It appeared as a gateway in the sky A portal to other possibilities Though, perhaps, few saw it that way Panic gripped much of the world Keeping them inside, locked away Sharing their fear and uplifting messages Of hope and determination to see it through Sharing their confusion and conspiracy theories Simplistic and simple-minded explanations Of a phenomenon clearly no one understood
Turned Away, Long Beach, Pacific Rim National Reserve, Tofino, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada Rolling onto Shore - The swells roll in An ever presence Like you my friend Always there to come to me Even when I turn away Perhaps I am your shore The solid ground You'll always find Always there to welcome you Even if I've turned away
Rugged Sunset, Food Islets, Near Ucluelet, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada Lockdown - Upon the rocky shore I stand Curvature of Earth pronounced By band of amber sky beyond Horizon's edge I cannot reach Nor sail for regions yet unseen Confined am I to stony beach And yet my beating heart's content Relies on dreams which circumvent The confines of this covenant
Worlds I Create, Food Islets, Near Ucluelet, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada Worlds I Create - I create these worlds Of personal sanctuary A beauty and calm Cloaking distress and fear Palaces of chilling warmth An argument with reality Which cannot be won I remind myself The world of distress and fear Is also a creation of mine The cloak only gives it power The palace of true warmth Is the light of my own heart Which cannot be sundered
Narrow Passage, Food Islets, Near Ucluelet, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada Narrow Passage - Narrow passage Some small hopeful light beyond Fades on toward the night Though wide the sea Destination obscured Departure long overdue This specious sanctuary Where murk grows ever deeper Even as hopeful light diminishes Beyond the narrow passage Start the engine Provisioned stores and buttressed heart Set rudder's course through narrow passage Bound for hopeful light beyond
Soft Light and Silhouettes, Food Islets, Near Ucluelet, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada Nothing ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #231 - Soft light and silhouettes Ambers and muted blues Islands adrift in calm seas And I in deep repose Enjoy the gentlest of scenes Bask in this moment of succulent nothings
Molten Horizon, Amphitrite Lighthouse, Wild Pacific Trail, Ucluelet, British Columbia, Canada Molten Star - Molten star upon horizon Lava flows across the sea Saviour's beacon Rendered feeble Until the night Calls out to me
Smoke from a Distant Fire, Revelstoke, British Columbia, Canada Viral Smoke - The smoke rolled in From a distant fire Down the narrow valley Not so stealthy as a virus But with a smothering effect Which would someday seem Not so unfamiliar A dis-ease From which none are immune And all are infected
Reflective Fire, Revelstoke, Columbia River, British Columbia, Canada Reflective Fire - This blue Twilit artifice Sunset muzzled by smoke From distant fires Rosy sky Pastel remnants Of celestial fire River echoes Light and land and life Fuels reflective fire
Smoke and Drama, Rocky Mountains, Icefields Parkway, Banff National Park, Alberta, Canada Creating the Divine - Sometimes The beauty Of existence Seems not always Beautiful I discover the divine Through the haze Of muted tones And hidden features Seek the clarity Beneath the haze A vivid scene Can be colourless I remind myself Create the divine From the apparent Mundane
Called Home, Jasper Skytram, Jasper National Park, Jasper, Alberta, Canada Called Home - I was taught All glories Soon enough Will pass Until I Understood Everything Is glory
Golden River, Storm Mountain, Over the Bow Riveer, Banff National Park, Alberta, Canada The Amber Stream - I wend my way Through life and all Its myriad conditions Oxbows and diversions Rapids and reservoirs Confined by circumstances Wide and shallow Narrow and deep Always flowing toward the light Golden warmth which fills my heart Reflecting on the amber stream
Sunset, Davis Bay Pier, Sechelt, Sunshine Coast, British Columbia, Canada Spirit’s Playground - Sunset and the Sea Calms my mind Like a deep breath Frees my heart Like a lover's kiss Spirit's favourite playground
Proximity, Gibsons, Sunshine Coast, British Columbia, Canada Proximate Intimacy - Proximate intimacy The kinship felt by being close Without touching Even among strangers It's strange to live day after day Without the physical nearness Of another human being Fucking virus
One Stone on a Beach, Gibsons, Sunshine Coast, British Columbia, Canada One Small Human on a Beach - I love the places That make me seem small And that I so often try To make myself feel bigger By focusing on some small detail One tree in a forest One stone on a beach One face in a crowd
Pastel Twilight, Howe Sound, Sea to Sky Highway, Near Lions Bay, british Columbia, Canada II Pastel Twilight - Day passes into pastel twilight Atmospheric soothing sigh Let the night come Sonorous repose Eyes closed Sleepy Sleep
Moonset Over Blackcomb, Whistler, British Columbia, Canada Moon ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #230 - In the cold quiet Of a winter night Me and the moon We have a chatter Chunky frozen snow Crunches underfoot Shhhh, hisses the moon Be still Listen This I do But all I hear is the moon Simmering on the snow peaks
There's a Moon in the Sky, It's Called The Moon, Whistler, British Columbia, Canada Earth Day - The Moon reminds me How friendly Earth is To me and those I love To all life But friendship has its limits The Earth has only so much to offer So it's time to be a better friend Give something back in return
What Balance Looks Like, Bowen Island, Howe Sound, Sea to Sky Highway, British Columbia, Canada What Balance Looks Like - At the intersection Of darkness and light I discover rainbows
Take Flight, Porteau Cove Provincial Park, Sea to Sky Highway, Howe Sound, British Columbia, Canada Take Flight - Ignited by an Inner glow I take flight and Rise free from his hand
Young Hustler, Fraser River Estuary, From Pacific Spirit Regional Park, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada Young Hustler - Softwood and salt The smell's never more intoxicating Than when a log boom's safely set to rest At the end of a long week Kyle heads out To recheck the lashings I like that about him He never leaves anything to chance Always stupid checks his own work That, and he always buys the first round
Energy Beam, Sea to Sky Highway, Tantalus Lookout, North of Squamish, British Columbia, Canada A Momentary Lapse of Fiction - The energy pulse slammed into the car Which quivered briefly Before vapourizing with a flash Brighter than the beam Which destroyed it As the momentary daylight faded I hoped the owner Of that formidable weapon Hadn't acquired my new position The mist which was once my Toyota Settled into the crater That had been a parking lot The concrete barrier I'd hid behind Suddenly seemed feeble protection Night returned and I got the fuck outta there
Perfect Sunset, Whytecliff Park, West Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada Perfect - Every moment spent Upon a rocky shoreline Along the gentle sea Beneath an amber sky I am reminded Imperfect as it is Life is nonetheless Perfect
Flight of Fantasy, Palau de les Arts Reina Sofia, Ciudad de las Artes y las Ciencias, Valencia, Spain Flight - Rooted to the ground Yet swimming into the sky Flight of fantasy
Into Battle, Museu de les Ciències, Ciutat de les Arts i les Ciències, Valencia, Spain No Poppies Here - They marched row by row Trained not to question orders Immunized murder Their glory assured Set against their own int'rests Willing sacrifice War's wretched slaughter For lambs sent into mayhem Fear large in dead eyes Remains laid to ground With white crosses row on row Power's martyred souls
Confusion, Museu de les Ciències, Ciutat de les Arts i les Ciències, Valencia, Spain Confusion - I'm a little bit Confused by the world right now But so say we all
Raindrops on Fountains, Garden in the Palacios Generalife, Alhambra, Granada, Spain Raindrops on Fountains - Raindrops falling On a fountain Adds an instrument To a song
Softened Stone, Palace of Charles V, Alhambra, Granada, Spain Softened Stone - Sweeping curves And cylinders I do not realize Until I sit With the photographs How calming Is the round In a complex Of rectangular and square Though rich with gardens Water flowing through fountains This space of rounded stone Softened by circular curves Is the place of peace for me
Chamber, Palacios Nazaries, Alhambra, Granada, Spain Prisoner’s Mantra - Boxed in And cornered No way out But to acknowledge These four walls Do not a prison make Nor is the light Ever extinguished Beyond the windows The sun is bright Inside this cell My spirit is free
Arches, Palacios Nazaries, Alhambra, Granada, Spain Gateways & Light - In the darkness A gateway Beyond it A promising light I check my Expectations Proceed with caution And readiness Not all gateways Lead to freedom Not all sources Light the true path
Which Door, Palacios Nazaries, Alhambra, Granada, Spain Choices ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #229 - In a world Offering few choices Of equal value Either apparent Or actual Which is the better choice? The options Beg investigations Which may or may not Reveal the better choice Apparent or actual Should you choose Not to decide You still have made a choice
Curious Young Monk, Lagrangsi Monastery, Xiahe, Gansu Province, China Life and Time - Photographs remind us Of all the life we've lived And all the time Which passed between
The Twelve Apostles, The Great Ocean Road, Victoria, Australia Perfect Light - In a life Of some many ecstasies Epiphanies And divine moments Some linger longer If only because The light was perfect And I had a camera
This Door, Palacios Nazaries, The Alhambra, Granada, Spain Keyless Entry - Some doors are open Some are closed Some doors should never be opened Some should never be closed Some doors are plain Some are ornate Some doors are simple Some technically replete Some doors are an invitation Some are a barricade Some doors are a celebration Some are made to be despised
Mosaic, The Alhambra, Granada, Spain Mosaic - I marvel at the mosaic Its intricate tile work Follow the lines around On their dizzying journey Then notice the shapes How each tile had to be cut Individually By hand Just so Or it would not fit The precision It's astonishing I draw back a little And see the larger forms Shaped by the small tiles The lines weaving their way Through the forms Linking one to another Delineating them Then notice the star In the lower left corner Or is it a sphere? How do you create the sense Of a soft round orb With nothing but straight lines And hard edges?
Empty Cafe, Museu de les Ciències, Ciutat de les Arts i les Ciències, Valencia, Spain Something a Little Bit Right - It was great when I heard My favourite cafe opened up again Hadn't had a decent cuppa in over a month Can't afford an espresso machine of my own Just the bodum I picked up at the grocery The day I also found yeast Yeast! Rarer than toilet paper Rarer than a kiss for a single bloke like me In this freakin' pandemic Anyway, the bodum If you double the usual amount of grounds I suppose it's OK If you got really good beans Real dark, the Tanzanian is the best Ground to the perfect chunkiness But it ain't nuthin' like Frank's americano I suppose even if I had an expresso machine It still wouldn't be nuthin' like Frank's I dunno The guy's magic And a good guy too We get on I've followed him around for a while His fourth cafe in five years He told me once "I get bored if I stay in one place too long"
Circle of Confusion, Point Sur State Park, Point Sur Lighthouse, Pacific Coast Highway, Big Sur, California, United States of America Circle of Confusion - In the darkness Even a circle of confusion Offers illumination
Ganga Angel, Dashashwamedh Ghat, The Ganges River, Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, India This is how it really is - There are moments I've witnessed Of such angelic perfection As if existence itself Had tapped me on the shoulder And whispered, look This is how it really is My hope and faith in humanity Cannot be broken
Jeanne and Lori, Nepenthe Restaurant, Big Sur, Pacific Coast Highway, California, United States of America Presence & Proximity - Presence Is not a measure of Proximity Love Is not limited in quantity or quality by Time or space
Gaudi Gate, Casa Vicens, Barcelona, Catalonia, Spain The Gate - Closed and locked By gate obscured As well as blocked While I Outside Peer through the gaps At what I could never have While those Inside Lead a life Purposefully removed From the gate's other side
Empty Cafe, Museu de les Ciències, Ciutat de les Arts i les Ciències, Valencia, Spain The Apocalypse of Being - Suddenly The spaces we shared Were emptied And all that made us human All that made us... us Was gone Slowly We learned new ways To have meaning Purpose New ways to love And be loved In return
Shadow and Light II, Museu de les Ciències, Ciutat de les Arts i les Ciències, Valencia, Spain Sensation, meaning, beauty. - Form and line Texture and tone The balance of thirds The juxtapositions of shape These sensations of the eye Become meaning in my mind And beauty in my being
Smile, Plaça de Catalunya, Barcelona, Catalonia, Spain Smile! Not so much. - Don't tell her to smile Not now nor in twenty years Let her moment be
Layers Deep, Plaça de Catalunya, Barcelona, Catalonia, Spain Strands in the Rope - We are threaded All these many layers deep Strands in the twine Twine in the rope Rope in a braid Sometimes frayed Sometimes cut Sometimes broken Sundered But always Knit together again Our existential naturale The strands seek the strength Of numbers Of diverse fibre The twist that binds Knotted to the cleat That is love That is compassion That is empathy But ever tested By the pull of anger Sheared by fear Sundered by hate But always Knit together again All strands in the rope
Tapas Bar, La Rambla, Barcelona, Catalonia, Spain Otherness ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #228 - Look back at normal Which seems so very other From our new normal Familiar becomes Other while other becomes All too familiar
Beautiful World, Gold Beach, Oregon Coast Highway, Oregon, United States of America Beautiful World - The beauty of the natural world Reassures me Helps me keep the faith That we can be too That we are That I am
Coastal Textures, Gold Beach, Oregon Coast Highway, Oregon, United States of America The Beach - Textures Soft and spiky Hard and supple Moments Joyful and Solemn Solitary and frolicsome Beaches Body and nature intersect Spirit and being mingle
Solitary Peace, Cannon Beach, Oregon, United States of America Solitary Peace - In the wee hours Sun barely risen From its comforter And pillows The beach to myself My thoughts to myself Long moments of solitary reflections But for the wind whisking them off And the surf drowning them out So instead a solitary peace
Storm Driven, Heceta Beach, Oregon Coast Highway, Oregon, United States of America Storm Driven Wonder - The thunderous sea The ravaged beach The turbulent sky And I on my buffeted perch Witness to all this tumult Moved, again, by wonder
A Crescent Beach, Oregon Coast Highway, Oregon, United States of America Day for Night - Conspiracy Subdues the sun Technology Makes of it moon Shimmering waves This cloudy night The stars have failed In skies too bright
Come Hither, Whispered the Sun, Seaside Creek Beach, Mendocino County, Pacific Coast Highway, California, United States of America Follow the Sun - Come hither, whispers the sun Heard even over the ocean surge In the solitary peace Of a lingering afternoon Come hither, it whispers again But I resist The breeze with a whisper of its own Admonishes me Your place is here On this solid earth And the sand does feel good Dimpled by my trail of steps To where the ocean laps at my toes There it is Desire for a dream beyond my ready grasp A tantalizing yet dangerous unknown Stretches out beyond my ken to traverse While I stand here Content on my golden shore To imagine a possibility I may never pursue I take off my shirt The sun sighs, whispers again, yes, come, come The next wave splashes foam onto my bare chest Footsteps disappear beneath the ocean
Froth and Churn, Seaside Creek Beach, Pacific Coast Highway, Mendocino County, California, United States of America Froth & Churn - In this froth and churn Of the day-to-day Beset by waves Of passion and fear Love and anger Confusion and unshakable certainty I become an Island At the tempest's centre Unmoved by the tides Steadfast in the currents An oasis of calm in the tumult The waves break upon me Then slide back to the ocean Their energy dissipated Until the sea itself Is becalmed
Rose and Candle Sunset, Seaside Creek Beach, Pacific Coast Highway, Mendocino County, California, United States of America Seduction - With a rose And the candle’s glow Day seduces the night
Crescent in the Cove, Pacific Coast Highway, Northern California, United States of America Post Haste - I stop here, most times On my drives north up the PCH Take a few photos I can't tell you where it is Can't find it on google maps No GPS on the cameras I've used Don't know the cove's name Or the nearby town Or even which county Mendocino? And I never stay long A few breaths in the sea air Click click click Stretch my legs; off I go Northward for home Always in more haste than I'd like I used a new lens this time Ultra-wide fisheye A perception changer There's a trail there, in this shot Leading down to the shore Why have I never noticed it before? I sit here A thousand miles away Hankering to scramble down that trail Maybe on the next hasty retreat north Maybe not, maybe I should, probably won't Maybe I'll remember to take a pic with my phone It has GPS One of these days I'll take more time I should really take more time
Temporal Gateway - I was here some long lifetime ago Stood on the spot just down there To photograph the crimson golden gate Under a crystalline sapphire sky Here with a love soon to be parted Here with a secret about myself As yet undiscovered by me It strikes me as an odd marker of time That a place so grand as this is most remarkable For the reminder that I am not who I was then
Waves, Seaside Creek Beach, Pacific Coast Highway, Mendocino County, California, United States of America Waves - I hasten out to the beach Envelope in hand Fumbling to get at its contents I don't even notice the surf The wave peters out Just before it reaches me Its last energy spent As bubbling foam dissipates My muscles relax Tension leaves my body While the ocean recedes Back down the beach I turn over the paper again Check the wording again The test was negative The test was negative I'm going to live Another wave comes Stronger than the last Soaking just one shoe Which makes a delightful squish As I stride back up to the house Good tidings in hand
The Searing Gaze, Seaside Creek Beach, Mendocino County, Pacific Coast Highway, California, United States of America The Gaze - The fire came down From burning sky Across a boiling sea And I Upon the shore Felt the searing gaze of shame Breathe I whispered to my heart As I breathed the cool sea air That eye is but your own Turned upon you By the shameful one
Family and Friends, Seaside Creek Beach Sunset, Pacific Coast Highway, Mendocino County, California, United States of America Family & Friends - Is there anything more reassuring Than the love shared and amplified By a gathering of family and friends
Kelly & Fiance, Marin Headlands over San Francisco Golden Gate Bridge, California, USA, January 3, 2020 Quarantine ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #227 - Self-Isolation Week Two; Day One; Six Days Left I could use a hug
Morning Fog, Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco Bay, San Francisco, California, United States of America The Fog - As they are shadows Piercing the shroud Beneath a sky of mottled blue In the evening rush there will be no misty cover Crystalline clear; hard-edged architecture Though the fog lays still upon commuters
Between the Golden and the Blue, Douglas Family Preserve, Santa Barbara, California, United States of America 1,000 and Three - 1,000 and Three Departed Lingering Glory ~~~~~~~ If a picture is worth 1,000 words then this poem is 1,000 and three words long.
Chink in the gloom once unbroken, Panamint Valley, Death Valley National Park, California, United States of America Compass Rose - Through chink in once unbroken gloom Evanescent hopeful gleam Turn of night Will soon enough extinguish Glow yet held clear and bright Deep within a tempered heart A compass knows the way to north Light, the steel by which love reckons Ever should the dark engulf I shall find my way Illumined by the rose within No shadow may diminish Night gives way to morning Clouds soon enough are lifted To the souls of seeking hearts The horizon always beckons
The Trek to Bad Water, Badwater Basin, Death Valley National Park, California, United States of America II Questions Asked by Earth and Me - How could such small things Cause so much trauma To something so big as me?
We Hapless Beautiful Many, Artist's Palette, Death Valley National Park, California, United States of America We Hapless Beautiful Many - These awkward, fumbly, funny humans Gawd! We hapless, beautiful many! I love us all, with all our flaws As we stumble through uneven times Struggle to find our way in uncharted lands Is there nothing […]
Desert Mantra, Death Valley National Park, California, United States of America Desert Mantra - Desert is my mantra Distractions few But for the wind that is breath Breathing slowly, deeply Patience is the desert Eons shaped it Storms come and go Then desert returns to itself Desert surprises Not always hard sun and heat Comfortable in the cold grey Vivid hues follow a spring rain Lifeless seems the desert Lively to those who choose to see Quiet in harmonious balance Patient, resilient, and supple
Ripples Never Come Back, Mesquite Flat Sand Dunes, Death Valley National Park, California, United States of America Nature’s Art - Symmetry in asymmetry Random chance and physical law Ordered chaos is nature's art
Beckoning, Seaside Creek Beach, Mendocino County, Pacific Coast Highway, California, United States of America Beckoning - The sea comes, reaching for me Not alone with foamy wave But feel the beckoning Which stirs my being As if 'twas yesterday Ancestral tribes departed her for land
Paroxysm of Colour; Oregon Coast Highway, Oregon, United States of America Peace & Paroxysm - The day ends Vivid paroxysm of colour Proximate calm of solitude Peace besets me In this dwindling hour of daylight Content with the cool darkness to come
Rocky Coast Wide, Oregon Coast Highway, Oregon, United States of America Breathing the Sea ~ NaPoWriMo 2020 - Sometimes, all I want is the sea The surf The gulls The sand The wind The sky The emptiness of a beyond Reaching further Than the distant horizon But there is no such sea here So when I want the sea I draw a slow, very deep Breath in Close my eyes And release Slowly The breath And my presence Here Now Release my presence Begin to breathe deeply
Battle, Oregon Coast Highway, South of Cannon Beach, Oregon, United States of America The Battle - Surly sea assaults the shore Resilient rock resists the rage Rooted flora reinforce ramparts Sinuous salty surf severs stone Storm abates Combatants retire Skies clear Calm returns
I stand with you, Haystack Rock, Cannon Beach, Oregon, United States of America Vows - I stand with you Side by side Facing possible storms Here on the thin edge Of what was And what will be In this now A future undeniable A faith unassailable A love unequivocal I stand with you Will you stand with me?
Running, Haystack Rock, Cannon Beach, Oregon, United States of America Running ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #226 - In the presence of something Much greater than I I run Not to Nor from Just for the pleasure of running That greater presence makes me Not lesser Nor greater Just aware That the incoming tides of life Offer little distraction to the pleasure of a run
Privilege - Social Distance This
Blur, Bicycle Rickshaw Line, Lajpat Nagar Metro Station, New Delhi, India Blur - It came as a shock In the blur of a moment So much could be lost