Never the Same #Uganda

beauty is always changing bold colour, broad lines expect the unexpected a raindrop fills your hands smiles big as the horizon and I wonder why I ever leave

Cream Meeting Place #photography #Uganda

It’s noon sun radiates on cars and people place to meet swamp flower radiant beauty like the sun lovely Uganda I marvel at the beauty of Uganda. Her people are also very industrious. The cars (top picture) are used for meeting places out of the sun. Children also get out of the heat and pretend

Monochrome Beauty #photography #flower

Monochrome Tulip © 2016 Moondust Designs Many thanks to City Sonnet for the photo challenge for November. Today is a shot in Monochrome

Out to Sea #passion #poetry

Broken before life’s current jolt fill cracks with sand “It’ll heal” I’m told give me half that will have to do who needs a heart give me some glue tears cant be caught nothing to sift hand me a shovel I’ll bury what’s left

You Keep Me Running… #poetry

I run toward the sun press hope to my soul will feet forward rough and dusty road   Look over my back pursuit darkness’ aim a claim upon my life forward, aghast they gain   I run toward the son press hope to my soul will feet forward rough and dusty road * life is

A New leaf #fall #hope

Golden arch way color spectrum full fall beckons Fall is such a lovely time of the year. The air cools and we are beckoned to follow a path of golds and reds. What does today’s path look like? Probably different than one year ago. Though the path we are on today may seem to go

Fleeting Fall Memories #Fall #poetry

i remember when… #childhood #worldteachersday2020

I felt so big then I opened my eyes a wheel so large it touched the sky pebbles called sand sift through my hand I sang a song the trees sang along my teachers and I we made lemonade Remember back to when the clouds were so puffy you believed they were cotton balls or

Looking Back #suffering #hope

Behind me shadows of frozen pain I choose to forget It was many winters ago now. Life was empty and what little I had was slipping through my fingers. “You have cancer” were words I could not bear to add to my void. The scepter of fear wanted to rob days and precious memories that

Locked In The Mind #PTSD #haiku

Bolted inside external signs of wear no key to find