Winter Slumber

She closes her eyes to the falling snow

as daylight dims

in preparedness for night

the ghostly silence

of each singular flake

amasses to uniformity

upon one another

covering the sleeping earth

under a blanket of promise

like the dove

the crocus sleep

knowing their time

for flight will come

once again

Evening

evening.

you come,

filled with calm and hollow spaces

i

celebrate

your gift

of another 

day

~ ~ ~

I was 'crushing' on this image taken last month 

at Port Douglas, Queensland,

our base to visit the Great Barrier Reef.

 

Waiting

Waiting

for the rain to retreat

there is no place 

to take shelter

the dinghy and i

left and forgotten

toss and tug 

at the line

that holds us

hoping to escape

and drift to seas

of sunshine

~

(Will. it. ever. stop. raining.)

All Aboard!

Something about an old train station 

with its waiting cars 

to depart

tempts me

to step aboard

and take a seat

 to unknown destinations

and 

adventures.

How about you?

(All these wonderful old train cars were in New Hope, Pennsylvania)

Dreams

there is a place

where dreams reside

long before

they drift into our souls

floating around

and within

the realm of

possibility

they wait

for us

ours to steal

~ ~ ~

There are moments

there are moments
when the world sighs
and the winds change

altering
us forever

love, death, birth

new worlds
knocking at our door
unfamiliar in our hearts

redefining
reshaping

we open
our arms wide
and embrace
and invite
everything to change

and then
there are
the small moments
that go unnoticed
with a passing whisper

a kiss goodbye, a wave, a touch

a summer sunset

that weave our days 

into a tapestry of routine

filling us up
to reach out for
another day

~~~

Solitude

Sometimes it is necessary to travel the road alone

to find the song 

we were 

meant 

to sing

:::

only in solitude

can we find ourselves

~ ~ ~ 

The Chase

The sandpiper flirts with the rolling surf 

racing back and forth

along the frothy

luminous

edges

of the sea's body

searching amid the rise and fall

of the relentless tide

for something missed

overlooked

and 

then

returning to its starting place

to begin again

the tireless task

of an endless chase 

until twilight erases

all evidence 

of what was left behind

undiscovered

~ ~ ~

I needed a beach scene for my post today.  I have been bed-bound since Thursday after arthrocopic surgery to remove debris and half my meniscus in my left knee.  This is the third scope surgery on my knees over the last 15 years.  Oy!  But I'm feeling quite good today and up and about without crutches.  There is just so much CSI and Law & Order a girl can watch!

Eternally Absent

see,

the trees

stand exposed in the 

dusk of our hour

beckoning me 

to see beyond

the ache of an absence

yet to come

always

pillars of strength

they call out to me

their branches

dancing in harmony

was it only

yesterday that your laughter

echoed in the hallways

of my heart

as you placed 

your hand in mine

innocently pulling me 

towards a future

not to be

i must

release you

return you to that place

from where you once came

where the sky

is a fireball of foreverness 

eternally

absent from my world

but alive in another

you will rise

 in the sun and the moon and the stars

dancing in harmony

with my forest of trees

~ ~ ~ 

Farewell

i will look for you

in many 

places

seek your 

smile in

faces

of strangers

on crowded subways

and uneven

cobbled streets

of far away lands

watching, waiting

hoping

i will catch

a glimpse of a face

or a tilt of the head

that will remind me

of you

and when i do

i will smile

remembering

 ~ ~ ~

A tribute to my mother who passed away yesterday.

She was well loved by many.

This I Know

In a world filled with

uncertainty

we may not always know the path that lies
ahead

nor the choices made 
today

that turn our
tomorrows

into 
sorrow and despair
joy and triumph
heartache and loneliness

the only thing i know for certain

is that the ocean will continue to rise and fall

and a bird's flight 

is full of 
grace

~ ~ ~

Fall beckons

Fall beckons and yet a few blooms remain

unheeding and unyielding

to the inevitable path of their destiny

and yet

if you listen so softly

you can hear their whispers 

amidst the fallen

soldiers that have gone before them

I wonder ...

if i were to come back

as a tree

would you light upon my waving branches

sweet finch

and comfort me with song 

as my golden forces 

fall
in silence
with

unquestioned

fate.

: : :

Have a great week, my friends!

Take me to that place

take me to that place
where time
folds
upon itself

when day
takes flight into
the night

enveloping memories
of youthful
joy

Left Behind

there was a time
when we played
in the meadows
of glory

you and i

we surfed and danced
in the summer breeze
and sang out our song
of love

solitary souls forever joined
we dived and feasted
throughout our days
unaware of the coming storm
darkening our horizon

can you see me
do you hear my cry

i call out to you
but my words echo
off the wall of hope

the winds have shifted

and i have been
left
behind

~ ~ ~

The Osprey Cry

The ospreys' cries have ceased

their empty platform nest
of twigs, driftwood
and seaweed
rises from the water

in solitude

all that remains
of their Maine
summer

fall seems imminent
as she slowly
steals in
silencing the osprey cry

once again

~ ~ ~

9.11

9.11.01

a day of rescue

a day of loss 

a day of heartbreak

never 

forget

: : :

Summer's end

Oh summer

if only you would linger a bit longer

before autumn

inhales

your

sun-kissed

days

~ ~ ~

Have a safe and wonderful time 

this Labor Day Weekend

my friends,

Life 101

Life ...

as unclear as the future may be

in the spring 

of our youth

some things i know to hold true

entering these autumn years

safe harbors will be sought

 lovers will be found

 young will be born

new beginnings will be launched

repeating the cycle

all

over

again

Such is the beauty of life.

~ ~ ~

Have a wonderful weekend my friends!