Category: photography

Black and White

If thoughts could colour our world
then each breath would express
a new hue, discovery a game
of wonder…

But, I sit here, muted
afraid of words too black or white,
afraid I’ll only encounter
sharp edges…

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)

The River, My Heart

A landmark in my life, the river follows
ages, and eras: seasons measured by her flow

She acknowledges changes, bears the winter
regally, swells with confidence as Spring rains

Will walk beside me in sunnier times, and
hold my secrets as Autumn catches us in her flames

She holds my heart, my faith, always knows
and at the end of the day, oh how she glows.

(Originally posted on One Woman’s Quest II, March 2019. Image my own)