from hot, white sand:
the turquoise sea beyond
gives illusions of cool.
Turquoise [Haiku]
Reply
DAILY PHOTO: Tulum Beach
Image
Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.
Crisis Arises [Free Verse]
Crisis arises
From the depths
Of intended perfection --
"Intended" because all
We can ever do is
Aim & release.
It is more an act of luck
To hit the bullseye
Than to miss.
Bullseyes don't occur because
Of a lack of adverse forces
At work.
They occur because of some
Fortuitous balancing
Of adverse forces.
Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.
“Have you ever made a just man?” by Stephen Crane [w/ Audio]
"Have you ever made a just man?"
"Oh, I have made three," answered God,
"But two of them are dead,
And the third --
Listen! Listen!
And you will hear the thud of his defeat."
Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.
PROMPT: Oldest Clothes
What’s the oldest thing you’re wearing today?
A pair of flip-flops I got in Tagbilaran, Philippines almost ten years ago when an airline lost our luggage and we had to replace our travel wardrobe from the slim pickings of a local store. (It was actually a well-stocked store, but Filipinos tend to be smaller — but when they aren’t, they’re apparently much bigger. So, sizing mostly went: XS, S, M, XXXL, XXXXL. And I needed an L in Filipino sizes. Actually, the bigger stock probably just doesn’t turn over. Maybe the lack of L’s suggested it was a popular size.)
Not bad for a cheap purchase meant only to hold up through a crisis.
Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.
Green Fort [Haiku]
mossy-walled:
the seaside fort blends
with jungle backdrop.
Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.
Sleeping Dog [Haiku]
waves crash on rocks;
distant lightening flickers.
dog sleeps - unstirring.
Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.
DAILY PHOTO: Stony Shore of Om Beach, Gokarna
Image
Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.
Foul Wind [Lyric]
Trees are wagging,
Whipping, and waving
That were still but
A moment ago.
Dark clouds snuck in
With pattering rain,
But, oh, how those
Foul winds do blow!
Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.
“The earth has many keys” (1775) by Emily Dickinson [w/ Audio]
The earth has many keys,
Where melody is not
Is the unknown peninsula.
Beauty is nature's fact.
But witness for her land,
And witness for her sea,
The cricket is her utmost
Of elegy to me.
Tiger Riding for Beginners 