This week’s wordpress photo challenge is curves.
I hear the lazy swish
as he swats away bothersome flies
scratchy sounds of an old LP
country music brings memories smiles
unheard voices in a garden old
the iron grate wears no disguise

This week’s wordpress photo challenge is curves.
I hear the lazy swish
as he swats away bothersome flies
scratchy sounds of an old LP
country music brings memories smiles
unheard voices in a garden old
the iron grate wears no disguise
He looks longingly toward the sea
his hopes long ago lost
where waves crashed
and hearts were scattered
turning toward the sound
alas a gull cries for its mate
picking up scraps as he waits
He looks longingly toward the sea
his hopes long ago lost
“we were foolish young” he sighed
to have no fear of storms and tides
light footsteps shuffle the sand
trusting she reaches out her hand
He looks longingly toward the sea
his hopes long ago lost
his smile glows deep
for life moves forward
in the heart of their child
This poignant poem is to Fathers on Father’s Day. Not all dads have a hand in raising their children. Father’s give a unique perspective to a child. I missed having a dad close to catch my smiles.
Photography “Long Look” copyright L. Moon 2011
Shield me from the rain
winds try to tear me from you
soft green sanctuary
*
Soft green sanctuary
broad green leaf hold fast the rain
waiting for the sun
*
This post in celebration of the mid-summer rain known as Samidare inspired by Kristjaan at Carpe Diem
photography “Leaf Drops” copyright. L. Moon 2013
“You need to get out-of-town, Jelly. This latest turn is going to make NewCago unsafe for even clowns.”
Jelly Bean and I had grown up together. He followed me into the dark corners of the city. He did most of my night-time surveillance.
“But what about you, Sam?”
“Lily is keeping me safe for now. “
***
“I thought you had left.” With little dignity, I sobbed.
“You found something didn’t you, Jell?” I could tell by the unnatural angle of his legs.
And here was yet another code to decipher…
I’ll start with the listening devices in his clown shoes.
***
Another week of Friday Fictioneers is in full tilt. Our hostess is the inspirational Rochelle and our photo prompt credit goes to John Nelson.
This is another 100 word offering being added to a growing series of stories set in the dark metropolitan city of NewCago. There are many loose (shoe) strings and unanswered questions about this metropolitan society that is sinking into the mire. Sam seems to be the only one to keep the bad doings at bay but how much longer???
capture the cool scent
summer’s storm not yet spent
walk along the path
*
heat ripples in waves
thunder booms in the background
run as cool drops fall
The prompt at Carpe Diem is Suzushi or cool/ coolness what we all seek on a hot summer day
I dance in dreams for him
my tears they fall on solemn days
perhaps he cannot see me spin
but if he could but touch the rays
he sees my tears on solemn days
if he could but grasp the rays
I’d dance in moonlit dreams for him
he’ll catch my tears on solemn days
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