born into a world
of ‘others’
we may not all see
eye to eye
but as we were taught by
our mothers
we can get along
if we try
–photo by me
getting along
Category: photograhy
keep on truckin’ (tanka)
after a long walk,
my legs hurt, but it’s not bad–
in fact, it hurts good.
sore muscles serve to remind
us that we’re still in the game.
–photo by me
trees freeze
trees wear fatigues
in the summer
and colorful robes
in the fall,
and then, in the
cold grip of winter,
they tend to wear
nothing at all
–photo by me
wordless wednesday 10/16/24
–photos by me
haiku 181
generous trees are
dropping their golden coins to
enrich the soil
–photo by me
stargazing junkie
stargazing is like a drug to me;
ever since i peered through my neighbor’s
telescope as a young boy, i was hooked.
the way the brilliant stars of the pleiades
suddenly came into crystal clear focus
did something permanent to my brain,
and i keep looking for that same high,
but it’s never as good as the first time.
when i’m out there, lost in the stars,
nothing else matters but the bliss.
when it’s cloudy for too many nights,
i go into severe withdrawal–
stargazing is a hell of a drug.
–photo by me
shot of the morning 10/10/24
the beauty of the autumn trees
along the shore is doubly so,
for like the world the mystic sees,
as above, so below
–photo by me
autumn afternoon
there’s a fairway in the forest
where we can go for free;
it’s open now, the lights are on–
come take a walk with me.
–photo by me
coming & going
just the other night, we had our first freeze;
now there’s people all around, looking at the trees,
and when all the leaves have fallen to the ground,
there won’t be anyone around.
(the next big event will be our first snow,
but no one comes for that–in fact, they go!)
–photo by me
misplaced (tanka)
as a child, i would
explore hidden portals to
other dimensions–
now, i’m quite sure that this one
isn’t the original
–photo by me
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