Beautiful Sun

Snapping these photos, I am reminded of the simple joy and blessing of a beautiful sun. Happy Sky Watch all!!

Deep Autumn Sleep

Hi all,

Today I am free styling and posting an original poem I recently penned. Hope you enjoy!

I was asleep when
The autumn winds
Blew away
The world I’d known
And the trees
They bronzed themselves
With leaves of yellow gold
One lap around the clouds
Blue sky upon my back
Ripe apple against my lips
Crunch of fallen leaves beneath me
Dreams christened in colorful sun
I drift in autumn’s spell deeply

Charm (Haiku)

Hi all,

I am writing a pair of haikus for Haiku Heights. The theme this week is charm.

A frequent giver
Of smiles~little notes written
In candy sweet bites

I pass you smiling
Bites of your warmth and sunshine
Charm the inner me

Amuse (O.S.I.)

Hi all,

I've written the following poem for O.S.I. The theme this week is amuse.

It doesn’t lie in your belly
Or cease on your lips
But it grows with a generous laugh
And leans against me with a playful kiss
It rises up like waves in morning
As it shimmers in sun rays
And glistens like dew in summer grass
You’ve built a house of mirth
A place of memory, light, and laughs

Ripples In the Sky

Ripples in the sky
Passing slowly by
May I float on endlessly

Happy Sky Watch All!!

Haste (Acrostic)

Hi all,

I am writing this poem for Acrostic Only. This poem evokes one man’s haste to find love. Hope you enjoy!

How your thoughts turn
Attempt to kiss me
Seek your other love
Try her red lips
Empty quick and sweet

Feather (Haiku)

Hi all,

I am writing a pair of haikus for Haiku Heights. The theme this week is feather.

Could you be ever
Lighter and follow the wind
As feathers off course

If the heavy heart
Sheds her old feathers she shall
Discover new love

Betrayal (O.S.I.)

Hi all,

Tonight’s piece is written for O.S.I. and the theme this week is betrayal.

He is perched
Along the rooftop
In tribute
To his friend
Though his eyes
Have betrayed
The memory
Of her beauty

He is present
In the scent of summer
In the rouge of fall
In whispers through grass
In the song of the breeze
As it passes through his wings

Though the days
And the age
Of his memory
Betrays her beauty

Waves of Happiness

Hi all,

Here is a freestyle poem I’ve recently penned. Hope you enjoy!

Here the waves delight you
They rise with an infectious laugh
Find yourself swimming in the bare blue
And glide upon the surface of its smile
Beguiled by the currents of beauty
Lose yourself in its sapphire eyes
As the waves pass in perfect happiness

Notebook (O.S.I.)

Hi all,

I've written the following poem for O.S.I. The theme this week is notebook.

I comb my thoughts upon this page
And turn it over on its back
As syllables rise and thoughts escape
I tattoo them on my notebook’s face

I dare not let a soul resurrect
The emotions that my heart has kept
No prying hands to open up
In secret do I bury my thoughts

In Remembrance 09.11

Hi all,

Today, I visited a 09.11 Memorial honoring the victims and the brave men and women who sacrificed their lives on that tragic day. Tomorrow will mark the 10th Anniversary.



The image above is a panel that belonged to the FDNY Ladder 3 who were among the brave responders that evacuated victims from the North Tower.



Here is an image of the Memorial Wall that was created by the victim’s families shortly after 9-11



In remembrance
One nation unfurls
Red, white, and blue
For those we lost
Prayer and hope lights
A glorious path
In unity and love

A Magician’s Lens

Hi Skywatchers,

I’m sharing two sunny skies for this week’s sky watch. The first is the sun in all its natural glory. For the second shot, I used a special photo effect. I am learning the art of the magician’s lens. Happy Sky Watch!!

Born to Run

Hi all,

I'm writing the following short story for Thursday Tales. The image above is inspired by Londonladiie.

The thrill of spring tantalized Drew’s nostrils. He ran his fingers through the fresh, cut grass. He had that jittery, butterfly feeling down in his belly, which made him laugh. It was the first game of the season.

He raised his starch, white uniform over his head. He took pride in the team logo and the large C for captain pressed against his heart.

He remembered when his head hung low and tears stung his eyes. The taste of blood and mud still lingered in his mouth. He was inconsolable after the match.

Drew had shut everyone out. He couldn’t look his girlfriend in the eyes. He had distanced himself from his family. Life became one dark, cruel hole that consumed him.

One evening, an old friend stopped by for a visit. He too was shaken, distraught, and filled with grief.

“My boy…my boy’s been in an accident,” he sobbed. “The doctors say he may never walk again.”

“That’s awful,” Drew sighed. The news weighed down on him heavily.

“They’re telling me you’re going to quit soccer,” his friend spoke solemnly. “Is it true?”

“God knows I’ve been in pain. I just keep running over that play over and over again. Look at me Joe,” Drew shouted. He scratched his grizzly beard and his uncombed hair. “I barely move from this chair. I don’t take phone calls. I’m a mess.”

“Yea, I can see that,” Joe nodded. “Why did you let me come over?”

“I knew you’d just sit there and listen,” Drew answered. “I don’t need any lectures or pep talk.”

“I can’t talk you out of quitting. But I’d like to ask a favor of you.”

“Anything Joe. What is it?” Drew felt himself sobering up and taking in life again.

“Play for my boy, Drew. With the accident, the doctors don’t think…” and his voice trailed off. Drew filled in the silence.

“I’ll play for him,” he resolved. “I’ll be his legs on the field.”

Joe’s son gave Drew a renewed sense of purpose. He carried the boy in his heart with every drill and practice. He felt the ice in his heart melt as winter turned to spring.

On game day, Drew trotted onto the field and gazed up at the row of spectators. He caught Joe’s eye and spotted his son beside him. Drew welled up with pride as he gathered in a huddle with his teammates. The breeze grazed his chin. As he sprinted, he felt his leg muscles pump blood. He wasn’t running alone. The world felt right again.

Weeds (O.S.I.)

Hi all,

This poem is written for O.S.I. and the theme this week is weeds.

She planted thoughts
In his head
Which made him laugh
A rose
In a world
Full of weeds

Simply Snickers & Labor Day

Hi All,

I am posting this for Simply Snickers and Labor Day. The words are labor, lies, life, linger, and love.

Laboring by moonlight
Or candlelight
Under the blazing sun
Or the silvery moon

Life’s distant smile
Bares your face
Can it erase
The lies you’ve chased

To discover what you love
On the wings of a dove
At the tip of your spoon
Crying out to the moon

Linger in prayer
Swept up in your hair
Dreams of the future
A labor of love

The Joy of Light!!

Hi all,

I am so thankful for electricity and being able to blog again!! I was without power for several days after Hurricane Irene hit the East Coast. I am back just in time for Sky Watch. I have come to love the natural light that graces our horizon every morning.

Happy Sky Watch!!