Seeker
Travel is the ask, so many questions – answers just fragments of truth. (Seeker first appeared here January of 2109. I resubmit it here for Reena’s Exploration Challenge #143: featured image.)
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Desert
Take me to the desert with mountains at our side; walk with me in shadows let nature be our guide. We’ll stroll amongst the cacti pay homage to the quails; take me to the desert, help me gather tales. The seasons are passing, we’re running out of time; take me to the desert; heal this […]
Read MoreBlack Madonna, Revisited
Remember that Autumn, we drove up to Campbell River, like teenagers, skipping out of class – a cackle of women, spiritually forming? Felt as if we had bided our time, willing this union to occur – high on anticipation, giddy that our routine femininity had been strewn across the barricades of our socially contrived existence. […]
Read MoreMarch Madness
Winds picked up yesterday, gathering grey. Cold seeped in through the windowsills, and we set the furnace on high. Forecast for today is just above zero, even though we are in a tropical zone. Oh well, I decide, a nice spicy soup will warm our innards. Seems my body mirrors the weather: health declining, forcing […]
Read MoreSnowbird’s Odyssey
Avoidance, we do it well – displace our selves to warmer climes choose a locale by the sea anoint sunshine as our power, and when the Ides of March arrive our restlessness stirs once more heat turns up and we escape – renewed drive leads to home’s door. (Dark Side of the Moon offers a […]
Read MoreSeeker
Travel is the ask, so many questions – answers just fragments of truth. (Written for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: answer / question.)
Read MoreDesert
Take me to the desert with mountains at our side, walk with me in shadows, let nature be our guide We’ll stroll amongst the cacti, pay homage to the quails; take me to the desert help me gather tales The seasons are passing, we’re running out of time; take me to the desert to heal […]
Read MoreMississippi
She flows, unapologetic of her girth, does not flinch at barges scoring her surface, nor paddle boats laden with curiosity. Confident in her fluidity, she bears the secrets of life – the sludge of our humanity in her belly – stirs the minds of merchants, and children, tolerates those who gather at her banks. The […]
Read MoreIndependent, En-Masse
A familial gathering – rock balanced upon rock – stands at the Rideau’s edge, one amongst several such groupings, each a masterpiece unto itself, and yet one small, insignificant creation begs attention: a small duck-like figure, turned away from the rest, facing north rather than south, as if it hears a different call. Even […]
Read MoreMonday Tourists
Rain-drenched roads kick up blinding mist, Eight hours – construction, accidents, snarly traffic ignoring neon: Adjust speed for weather We arrive at five – multi-lanes jammed – Quick! Wrong lane! Merge right! Weary commuters – tourists a rush-hour pain – graciously acquiesce. Welcome to Ottawa. (Inspired by today’s road trip and written for dVerse’s quadrille: […]
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