Tattoo Pain #writingchallenge #poetry

name over a name

golden are trees memories

blood from broken heart

Joining in on Steve Slack’s writing prompt The Write Photo. Based on the photo write a haiku or a story in 55 words.

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Narrow #photography #challenge

walk these halls

resonant voices of the past

empty now

I found this one day when I was operating the elevator in the Smithsonian. I wanted to explore but I had to let my camera do what I could not.

Thanks City Sonnet for the month long challenge. Today’s prompt “narrow”

Cream Meeting Place #photography #Uganda

business meeting

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 they are driving even when the cars are stacked on top of each other – think of the view.

Thank you Cee Neuner for a community where photographers share beauty and life… This week’s prompt is cream or white colour.

Recede #haiku #life

her time to go

moon radiates and pulls

out to sea

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gray dayz

winters are harsh

there goes the hairline

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looking at the time

seasons can’t decide

Covid expiration date

I hope amid all the masks here and distancing there that you are finding a “new normal”

Please chuckle we all need to…

Locked In The Mind #PTSD #haiku

Bolted inside

external signs of wear

no key to find

Sorrow Wrapped in a Poem #goodbye #hospice #poetry

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held her hand
last night's bright silver glow
tide recedes

Caught in Your Gaze #memorialday #eagle #haiku

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Bald Eagle photo attribution Steven Slack

deep in thought

too many lives to count

wings of gratitude

Hazy Stars and Stripes by Moondust designs

Thankful for lives that have made the sacrifice for freedom. 

Please enjoy more of Steven Slack's work here.

In Your Sunglasses #photography #haiku

innocent conversation


macabre aftertaste


drinks later?

Why Are You Downcast? #psalm #trial #haiku

 

Questions makes no sense

Sitting under a fog bank

sorrow on my brow

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Vindicate me, O God, and plead my case

against an ungodly nation;

deliver me from deceitful and unjust men.

2For You are the God of my refuge.

Why have You rejected me?

Why must I walk in sorrow

because of the enemy’s oppression?

3Send out Your light and Your truth;

let them lead me.

Let them bring me to Your holy mountain,

and to the place where You dwell.

4Then I will go to the altar of God,

to God, my greatest joy.

I will praise You with the harp,

O God, my God.

5Why are you downcast, O my soul?

Why the unease within me?

Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him,

my Savior and my God.

~Psalm 45

 

There are days when sorrow is a heavy coat that holds you down like wet sand. Little can you move,  sitting for the final toll.

Downcast yes but those burdens can be tossed to the one willing to bear all burdens.

There are few answers …

The pain stings…

Throw off the great weight or the tug of the tide might be too great. It’s pull merciless  toward an embroiled  sea of despair.

Grief #atozchallenge #elderly #haiku #photography

spider lily

final song

head fell against the pillow

flowers wept

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I don’t need to explain what grief is in a time when the flowers in so many gardens are weeping.

One of my patients, before she was put in isolation, told me that she thought about her husband every day.

“He was a good man. Always looking for ways to make me happy. It was unexpected- His heart just failed.”

I saw the tears in her eyes. They expressed gratitude as much as grief.

 

These times are hard. I wonder if my clients will survive this pandemic. When I said “goodbye” when the lock down started, I didn’t know what to expect. (I had to make a hard decision to call off until Covid is under control because I have a high-risk family member who I could not put at risk daily.)

The last quarantine I was part of I was locked in not out of the hospital.

I’m also missing Uganda very much. The weeping flower above is a spider lily from Uganda.

How about giraffes? They are so beautiful and graceful. The spots on that mama are one of a kind. I can watch these animals all day.

what’s your favorite animal to watch???

And thank you A to Z challenge for a day in the key of G

G also stands for grateful. Thank a healthcare worker. Here’ s blog of a pathologist doing his part for Co-Vid