Of Verse, Poesy & Odes

123rf The Chapel "Do you know what the earth meditates upon in Autumn?"  Pablo Neruda Autumn's mid-afternoon sun sl...

The Portrait He strolls the shoreline, pants rolled above ankles as waves crash, seemingly cling, momentarily comb October's be...

Back in the Day Hot humid days, we'd ride our pony early clad in bikini top, shorts, no shoes. Late-morning found us playing ja...

Pre-School Masterpiece Strokes of gold upon Amethyst, brush held firm, cream puff cheeks inches from canvas, eyes intent, her five ...

My Ordinary The geese have long since v'd their way south, bare feet have been replaced with boots, yet I still sink footprint...

Gratitude It’s the lull between the flame and the last ember, the quiet of the buttercream sky before the blazing sun sinks low. t...

Cathy & Patsy paper doll clothes framed on my wall Susan There's a photo rests upon Mother's bureau; girl with blond ha...

Fabric swatch, token, an identifying "record" of a mother & baby Threads of Feeling - The Foundling Museum Threads of ...

Comfort When savage storms warred upon night's void, snapped power lines, felled trees, I'd resurrect Oz's tornado and...

Pinterest HERE Vintage My Grandmother always wore sensible shoes. Wide, low heels, usually black, neatly laced and tied with an eve...

This photo has nothing to do with the poem - This is an image of the Blue Ridge Pkway at 96% solar eclipse ...and the bee buzzing about...

Sanctuary Effervescent and plaintive - a contradiction or so it seems, my song, undeciphered left behind as I rise, sa...

Beyond the Hush She rests in the hush, watches as summersaulting remnants of last fall's brilliance sweep with crumbling footpr...

Yew trees from the UK - "google images" A Yellow Flower, Pressed Praise the Oh Lord... like mist evaporates, I skirt away,...

White-breasted Nuthatch "The Nuthatch" Early to bed, early to rise, he's been advised Even believes early bird c...

Photography of Brooke Shaden The Gathering  Early dusk reverberates with geese trailing petticoats in the sky restlessly following...

Overload Tucked away amongst tombs and palaces I wander, become one with exotic and frenetic. Inhale lentil soup, sesame-covered p...

Photographer Guy Stern's Flicker Stream HERE "Veiled Window" I see young passion Open window Let my compliments tempt...

A Mother's Pondering Wings heavy with annoyance pick up speed, beat faster than a diva's lashes.  Your parting words indecip...

Keep Holy the Sabbath Beneath Sunday's siren sun, I squat, grip, heave, throw, ignore scratchy hay  between shirt, dirt, sweat....