Into my bones, a warm syrup
Sinking slowly in.
Wednesday, May 27, 2015
Monday, August 4, 2014
At the top of McAfee's Knob in Virginia...part of the Appalachian Trail. I did not find the hike easy but for an experienced hiker, it probably is not that hard. The view was well worth the work to climb the mountain. We also spent the night on the mountain after the hike. We slept well after all that up-slope walking!
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Thursday, June 14, 2012
It's been awhile but I am back! It has been a hectic few months so I was not able to keep up with blogging. Here are some pictures of Vineland. I moved to Vineland a few years ago to be with my husband who grew up in Vineland. To me, it is the perfect balance of country and city. Hope you enjoy!
Here is the road I take to work.
I passed by this "door to nowhere" in Vineland all the time. Unfortunately and for unknown reasons, it is no longer there. I am glad I captured it on film!
Here is the little playground/park near where I live.
One of my favorite things about Vineland is every once in awhile, I will come across a field of sunflowers.
And, of course, there are many trees in Vineland.
Hope you enjoyed the tour of some of my favorite things about my town. Check out more or share your own tour at
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
In the City
In the city, he tries to come clean
get lost in all the noise,
the cacophony like a Greek chorus
The shoosh of the subway
slides into the station,
her whispers remain against his ear
her voice like the whip of a flag
waving over a foreign territory.
Her body lying still, covers her thoughts
like a soft sand.
He finds his way up the stairs,
the buildings stare down at him
like sentinels guarding some secret
of a lost age.
How huge and small he feels
as he finds his way among the dead
faces, he's never felt more awake
A clogged artery
the dog that barks at night
the sidewalk has failed.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Shades of GreenI once thought I knew what green was,
mixture of blue and yellow,
the color of grass.
comes on sometimes
like a slow
inch by inch,
your eyes widen,
it is like a tsunami,
lifting you on its crest
to touch the stars.
I now know green,
the jade ocean under an ochre sun,
sage eyes reflected back to me,
your viridian heart with its touch of blue
rising and rising
as dark as blood.