I find balance
In a complex sky
Above a simple sea
In a complex sky
Above a simple sea
I find my way
Through the narrow channel
Guided by a friendly light
Tag: postaday
Frost on Lichen on Granite
I wish for the solidness of rock
The stolidness of stone
Like the lichen clings to granite
Like the frost adheres to lichen
The stolidness of stone
Like the lichen clings to granite
Like the frost adheres to lichen
But the cold wind soon enough warms
While all life passes in time
And even the granite
Breaks down to pebbles
Then sand, then dust
Lifted by the wind
The Subtler Shades of Amber
There is a lustre
To a calm, late afternoon
On a quiet shore
While the tourists
Hurry by
On their way
North to snowy mountains
South to towers and lights
Leaving me here
In peaceful countenance
With the sun about to set
Beyond the gentle sea
While contemplating
The subtler shades of amber
Playing on the shrouded grey sky
To a calm, late afternoon
On a quiet shore
While the tourists
Hurry by
On their way
North to snowy mountains
South to towers and lights
Leaving me here
In peaceful countenance
With the sun about to set
Beyond the gentle sea
While contemplating
The subtler shades of amber
Playing on the shrouded grey sky
Fairy Tale Lands
I live in a world
Of fairy tale lands
I thought only possible
In the imaginations of
Novelists and filmmakers
Of fairy tale lands
I thought only possible
In the imaginations of
Novelists and filmmakers
Until I went exploring
The Ghosts I’ve Left Behind
In all these years of travel
Geographically
Professionally
Personally
Emotionally
I’ve stopped, from time to time
To look back and count
All the ghosts I’ve Left Behind
Geographically
Professionally
Personally
Emotionally
I’ve stopped, from time to time
To look back and count
All the ghosts I’ve Left Behind
I’ve wondered, too
Is this the nature of travel
Or the nature of me
Encroaching Ice
Daylight wanes
Night encroaching
Like the ice
On the lake
Like the snow
On the mountains
Like the years
On my life
Night encroaching
Like the ice
On the lake
Like the snow
On the mountains
Like the years
On my life
Transitions
Whether, in the end
For the better
Or for the worse
A matter of perception
But in transitions
Themselves, I always find
Some beauty
Large or small
Sea to Sky
In the land of Sea to Sky
When clouds hang low
They obscure the mountains high
While down below
The world seems grey
The sun is there
It picks its way
Highlights on the ocean waves
Amber on horizon waits
While snow still clings
To rocky slopes
I drive on home
To ponder tropes
When clouds hang low
They obscure the mountains high
While down below
The world seems grey
The sun is there
It picks its way
Highlights on the ocean waves
Amber on horizon waits
While snow still clings
To rocky slopes
I drive on home
To ponder tropes
Forbidden ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #68
I sidle up
To places forbidden
Marvel and wonder
So much grander
More formidable
Than I
To places forbidden
Marvel and wonder
So much grander
More formidable
Than I
The places
The people
Who challenge them
Whether they succeed
Or fail
Whitecaps & Sea Mist
A vicious wind blows
Down the sound
Stripping the heat
From my hands
From my face
Kicking up whitecaps
Stealing their spray
Making a misty glow
To cradle Islands
And mountains
On a cold winter day
Down the sound
Stripping the heat
From my hands
From my face
Kicking up whitecaps
Stealing their spray
Making a misty glow
To cradle Islands
And mountains
On a cold winter day
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