Once offering solacea place to contemplate Now an ominous reminderof solitude imposed. (For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: benches)
A single yellow bloom. Last photo for May, 2020. Unedited. Bushboy’s challenge. Hope June brings some resolution.
From my place of privilege, I sit and watch George Floyd beg for breath, call out for his mama, and know that I can never truly understand the plight of another, and that I, by virtue of my whiteness, am part of the problem. I have no words adequate enough to express what I am […]
Love the personification and metaphor. Great shot, too.
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Thank you.
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welcome
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That imagery.
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Thanks.
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Delightful read. I grew up by the ocean and overcast or not, just envisioning the environment takes me home. Love the brevity of haiku in this piece. – B
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Thanks, Brian.
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What a beautiful haiku!❤️
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Thank you.
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This one is particularly lovely. I used to live near the ocean when I lived in North Carolina and it reminds me of that time.
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It never get olds, does it? Glad you liked it.
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Grey raincoat. Perfect words
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Thank you.
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Yeah, brrrrr! A worthy haiku, a beautifully taken shot — bring on summer!
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Thanks Charley – I am always game for summer.
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Perfect description.
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Thanks, LuAnne
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I love this gray shade of blue. Your poem captures the melancholy feel.
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Thanks Lois
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