The edge of earth
Harassed by sea
A shield of stone
Protects the land
And the people in its lee
Harassed by sea
A shield of stone
Protects the land
And the people in its lee
Photographically Inspired Writing
Category: Landscape
Locals and Tourists
On a cold blustery morning
After the night of hard rains
Dimpled the sands
The sky spatters still
After the night of hard rains
Dimpled the sands
The sky spatters still
A couple dares the ocean
To douse their sneakers
Which it will no doubt oblige
Her morning walks allow no thought
For the outcomes of such imprudent wagers
Just the waves the sand and the wind
Now on the homeward leg to shower and eat
Then off to work six days a week
At the cafe with its cliches and charm
Where she serves many a breakfast
To tourists and their soggy feet
The Universe in a Single Breath
Sometimes I feel
Like the universe swallowed me whole
Without even the discomfort of a burp
Like the universe swallowed me whole
Without even the discomfort of a burp
So I close my eyes
Breathe in deep
Until all that is fills me up
Inferno ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #214
The day ended as an inferno
Sea and sky wracked with enmity
A calamity of chaos
Sea and sky wracked with enmity
A calamity of chaos
But for the gulls
Soaring with graceful ardour
Placid amidst the tumult
Extremes of a Year’s Journeys
The road leads down
A scabrous red cut
Into a valley of death
A scabrous red cut
Into a valley of death
The azure sky
Suspended upon its downy bed
Of purest white
Extremes of a year’s journeys
Found in a single switchback descent
Just ahead of a desert sunset
Somehow, I find
All of it
Beautiful
Illusions ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #213
Sometimes the darkness
Is less a lack of light
Than a lack of seeing
Is less a lack of light
Than a lack of seeing
Expanse ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #212
In the high desert
Where the land is wide
And the sky wider
I cross the expanse
On a knife’s edge of asphalt
Buffeted by furious headwinds
Where the land is wide
And the sky wider
I cross the expanse
On a knife’s edge of asphalt
Buffeted by furious headwinds
Inside my little cockpit of calm and warmth
I sing “Wassiye! Wassiye!”
With Habib Koite
A song of mirth and joy and love
Just as is the song within me
As I navigate existence
Across the expanse of being
And all its many storms
