often brings disappointment
expecting too much
Going with the flow
on waves of the universe
Carpe Diem Prompt Expectation
Magpie Tales photo by Kelsey Hannah
Rescued from incarceration in King Darius’ Den
and the laws of the Medes and Persians
Daniel’s devoted lion watches over him
sleeping in his coat of many colours.
Lion loves his freedom with the wandering minstrel.
The clay jar gave succulent sips of wine
Lion has filled it with water divine.
The picture is from The Mag by Tess Kincaid and offered to dVerse open night.
Stillness abides in the silence of snowflakes.
Frozen jewels of sacred geometry
reflections of the complexity of creation.
Water frozen into soft whiteness layer upon layer
transformed by the temperature of air.
Within this window burns my log fire
warming me and sending
fragrant smoke through the chimney.
Transformation of elemental energy
upon the Kingdom of Earth.
Written for the Mag picture prompt supplied by Tess Kincaid
‘The Mill’ by Andrew Wyeth
How I love him
tender touch on my bow
between his legs I know
his fingers caressing my strings
it makes my heart sing
with melody intense and lingering.
embraced with the comfort of this case
I lie in languid contentment.
Written for The Mag and shared with dVerse open link
Picture ‘Musician in the Rain’ by Robert Doisneau
Dead of night and enough rain to moisten the cobbles
beautiful brown stone houses we walk between
dreaming of a life where we can remain unseen
away from the gossip columns of the press
where we can disappear into the fifties
when we had power and anonymity in the city
but we know the change is coming
when we will live in our tower block
gated and guarded with views of central park.
Written for The Mag
New York at Night, Vivienne Gucwa
Carefully cut ice
precise like building blocks
stored in mountain ice caves
when mules labour to the coast
to bring fresh fishes
Image The Ice Cutters, 1911, Natalia Goncharova
This picture immediately reminded me of the Ice Caves found near the mountain villages in this part of Spain. I have explored one of them in Vall de Gallinera, no sunlight ever penetrated. They stored ice for Summer and would still have been in use into the 1950s as there was no electricity in these remote areas.