Bouncy
Bouncy, bouncythe baby jumped and jumpedup and down, bobbing and dancing Squeaky spring loaded actionhanging from the doorway Bouncy, bouncy, squeakgiggle, giggle, squeak Quiet for a momentthen a flurry of more...
Bent
Her Attitude A reflection of her attitude, her neck was bent in a odd and disturbing way. It appealed to the baser senses.
Dark Beauty
On wiles and impressivityconsider the tomato-----------------------------from a dark and deadly familyevolved beauty fragrant and lovely Could this be enlightenment?Strength and vibrancein plump and youthful countenancecelebrating life with all it's...
Spirit Trees
Dancing Trees From our walk the other day, when I discovered a grove of birch right next to the underpass to the freeway. It was a tiny forest surrounded by asphalt. If the faeries were hiding out there, they had a very small roaming space in this reality. It had that...
Beloved
Frumbly mumblymired in muddling thoughts Or twinkly winklyuplifted and light The fact is you're lovedthe same huggly snuggly Nurtured and belovednight, day, light, dark, high, low Ain't that grand?(Yeah, I think so, too!)
Hmmm Daze
She Stood There Forever I was thinking today of one of my favorite photographers, and her super effective style of using the diptych in a lot of her image presentations, so I thought I would give it a try. I'm not sure it translates, yet it was enjoyable. I just may...
Carnation
the carnation is considereda more plebian flower far less expensivethan the rose yet, it exudes an odormost sweet and delightfuland intricately garbed incolors bright and beautiful sometimes, a carnationwill more than suffice
Fear Face
Remembering I created this face image in the darkroom in the early 70s. I slathered vaseline on my face, rolled my face on photographic paper, then exposed the paper to light and developed it. I never really did much with the image even though it intrigued me. It's...
Plains of Love
In the company of horseswe can ride the plains of loveSeeking the one enthralling vistawhere misted mountainshug chilled and pristine lakesOr on mundane Mondayswe can ride the dusty trailpast the old abandoned well....................................................On...
Bloom
Where are you growing? Busy busy day. Still, I got in a very short walk. This year we actually had an iris bloom in our yard (a first in this home), but no tulips. I had to walk the neighborhood to find this one. The subtle floral border is a hand drawn ink border...