Wordless Wednesday (Week 21)
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Category Archives: Photography
Making the Cut
for something so blunt candor can cut to the quick truth cuts to the chase
Dreams Interrupted
dog’s morning kisses lick the sleep from bleary eyes wash away tired dreams
The Daily Post one-word prompt: Dream
Ghost Tree
sun-bleached coastal snag ravaged by harsh elements nature's monument
Weekend Coffee Share 5/21/16
If we were having coffee, I’d remind you – or maybe I wouldn’t have to – that last week I promised to give you a chance to talk this time around. I won’t give another long-winded exposition of my epiphanies on life.
Well, okay, just a few words: still painting the house (I’m slooooooow); took up whittling (I’ll tell you about that next week… maybe); started a yard project where I have no clue whatsoever as to how I’m going to accomplish what I’m envisioning (more info coming later… maybe even photos).
But enough about me… let’s get comfortable, sit back with our warm coffee mugs, and you can tell me all about your week.
Oh, and here’s a bit of background music for our visit. I find listening to the music without watching the video more relaxing, but it’s up to you.
Thank you to Diana at PartTimeMonster.com for hosting the #WeekendCoffeeShare.
Wet Dog (haiku)
water fight ensues
dog wins by racing inside
dripping wet in chair
The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Jubilant
Wishes
sometimes I wish…
sometimes I don’t know…
sometimes I don’t know what I wish
would happen,
would change,
would stay the same,
would appear,
would disappear…
mostly I don’t know what I wish,
and so
I don’t make wishes.
But…
sometimes I wish I did.
Communique
Thank you for your recent reply.
Okay, so technically you didn’t respond.
But may I humbly submit that
your nonresponse was, indeed, your reply.
Actions speak louder than words.
Non-action can speak just as loudly.
And your non-message has come through
with absolute clarity.
Silence isn’t always golden.
Sometimes it’s a cheap substitute
for honesty.
So here I sit in silence,
forging ahead with my own inaction,
and wondering to myself
as to whether or not
you’ll get this message
which – of course –
I won’t be sending.
The Daily Post discover challenge: Apology
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Nirvana
following my bliss I seem to have lost its scent once it reached my bed
What Rhymes with Stanza? 