~~~~ Once upon a mirror I asked this question – “Do I look beautiful?” Caught off-guard, it replied, “Is this a trap, dear Matron?” Still it obliged, showed a face one with grey head and facial lines “That could not be me!” I said. “How can you possibly lie?” I have plumper lips and rosierContinue reading “WOMAN IN THE MIRROR”

ANGUISH (a Quadrille)

You made yourself small invisible in the shadows you lived afraid to be seen or heard your tears rocked the walls of claustrophobic nights silent, they flowed like the ghost of your lost dreams you wished to hold again but not in this light. for: Dverse’s Quadrille #17: Shadow


Black feathers fell from the skies the ground cracked under the weight of the blood-soaked plumes but shoulders only shrugged the feathers were from crows – No one cries for carrion feeders who have neither charm nor song but incantations of dark omens. Shoulders shrugged as dark feathers rained – the skies are blue againContinue reading “THE MURDER OF CROWS”


Raindrops hang from the boughs they sit on the grass twinkling like Christmas lights The dry spell is over Earth celebrates the bequest Fall received from Summer – Roses will yield parting flowers Leaves will burst in wild colors before the Wind hums its plaintive tune that will lull its world to blessed slumber. DailyContinue reading “SUMMER’S GIFT”

LEAF ON A GRAVESTONE (52 Weeks Photo Challenge)

“But lay up to yourselves treasures in heaven: where neither the rust nor moth doth consume, and where thieves do not break through, nor steal. For where thy treasure is, there is thy heart also.” ~ Mt. 6: 20-21 My hands only holds so much The rest fall through the cracks Lost to time, memory,Continue reading “LEAF ON A GRAVESTONE (52 Weeks Photo Challenge)”


Ah, Roses. They come in so many shapes and sizes. The very word evokes images as distinct as the person thinking of a Rose. Yet, when one sees a flower, he will immediately recognize a rose for the way its petals curve and curl, for its velvet softness, for its leaves, for its thorns. HappyContinue reading “ROSES IN BLACK AND WHITE”

BUTTERFLY WINGS (for Travel Theme: Edge)

The sun is mellow in the morning breeze The tinkle of the piano flavors the breakfast feast Coffee drips black gold into the pot It is a glorious day by all accounts I will sail free on my borrowed wings soak in the joys that a new day brings. ~~~~ For Ailsa’s Travel Theme, IContinue reading “BUTTERFLY WINGS (for Travel Theme: Edge)”


It is hard to believe that it is summer here in Maine where we are right now. At night, I long for the sweater that I did not bring with me. In the morning, I was looking for the sunrise that normally wakes us up at 5:00 a.m. in the thick mist hides the surroundingContinue reading “RAINDROPS (B&W)”