fortissimo pink glissando
cascading down latticework staff
diminuendo
dolcissimo
petals flitter like grace notes
adorning summer’s breeze
delicato
pianissimo
green tenor leaves support
contralto blossoms
sustenuto
spianato
vines tie blooms across
vinyl bars and wire measures
en tranquillo
largo
tempo
The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: Harmony
Leap over obstacles
that stand between you and
the fulfillment of your dreams.
Leap away from those
who prey upon your soul,
depleting your spirit of joy.
Leap into challenges
that strengthen your character and
hone your ability for resilience.
Leap for joy
or love
or peace
or delight
Leap simply
because you can.
The Daily Post daily prompt: Leap
looking at life through sepia colored glasses earthy, subdued, calm
aging… change… inevitable.
cracks, moss, peeling paint…
we could fill the cracks, kill the moss,
slap on a fresh coat of paint…
and pretend it’s new again.
we could let it succumb…
to deteriorate into a heap of
rotted wood and crumbled stone…
and pretend it’s dead,
even though it’s not.
we could let it age with dignity,
maintaining – as best we can –
the structural foundation,
while letting the history of
weathered storms, myriad encounters,
passing years…
tell it’s stories with grace, honesty and pride –
even if for nothing other than the fact that
it is still standing.
My vote is for dignity.
Photos taken at the historic Fort Vancouver Artillery Barracks in Vancouver, WA USA. Established in the 1840s as Camp Vancouver, this American military post remained active for more than 150 years.
Daily Post weekly photo challenge: State of Mind
ebb and flow of life high tide whets our ambitions ebb lets us reflect
Acrylic painting, “Tide” by MC Watson
intertwined we two seasons pass for me and you yet we dance as one
Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Seasons
I said I love you you didn’t respond in kind in truth there’s no need
I awoke today
to warm sunshine,
and
birds singing and flitting through laurel hedges,
and
the soft coos of the Eurasian collared-dove,
and
tiny leaf buds forming on the dogwood tree,
and
daffodils, just about to blossom,
swaying on sturdy green stalks,
and
squirrels cavorting — yes, cavorting — on the lawn,
perhaps in search of acorns
tucked away last autumn for safekeeping.
And I wondered if today
just happened to be the day that
springtime chose to burst forth
in all its glory and promise,
or
was it me just waking up this day,
groggy from a long, dark winter slumber, and
finally noticing
that spring is, indeed,
approaching.
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