Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
I can tell you I spend my days talking to the singing birds or conversing with my little dog, who understands every word My neighbors know nothing of me or what’s churning in my heart I doubt they know my name, much less my… Continue Reading “Magic Reapers”
Early Morning March 4,2005 We are sitting in Cafe du Monde enjoying beignets and robust coffee. It’s an overcast day, but we don’t care for we are in the Crescent city. This is NOLA, a city of dark secrets, rich gumbo, ancient ghosts, and… Continue Reading “NOLA”
early spring trolling white baiting in cold rivers feast of tiny fish Frank Tassone Hakai Challenge # 76
Before you go, you should know I never expected you to be the one to lay my soul bare, leave me undone drive a spike through my lovestruck heartan abysmal gaping hole where nothing will grow but black thoughts trembling in the dark. dVerse… Continue Reading “Before You Go”
The sky is blue, nary a cloudI stroll the path with my head bowedmy dog trots with joy beside mewith his head and tail high, so proud I hear the buzzing of the beesflying from bloom to bloom with gleea symphony of nature’s soundsas… Continue Reading “Walking My Dog This Spring Morning”
The freshness of this spring breeze whisks away any grey gormless clouds of winter’s memorybringing sweet dreams of fragile sprouting seeds to blossom and brighten our once dreary days. From the gnarled lemon tree wafts a pungent tang of crisp citrus in the air,… Continue Reading “On This Fresh Spring Day”
flanked by ancient trees roaring waterfall beckons- Slippery stone path Carpe Diem #1622- Kumano Kodo Waterfall
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