If I could be a staircase, this is the one I’d be. I’d tempt you with the mystery of what lies beyond, but surround you with beauty every step of the way.
Photo taken at Armadale Castle Ruins, Isle of Skye, Scotland
Since I’m rather fond of this photo, I am posting it as today’s one-word prompt: Enamored
This is the exterior wall of the nave at Westminster Abbey in London, where numerous corners on the famous flying buttresses are visible. “To buttress” means to hold something up. Here, stone arches connect the buttresses to the wall of windows and heavy roof, giving it “wings” and the perceived ability to fly off to Heaven itself!
More corners in the square inset around “The Abbey Rose Window” at Westminster Abbey
Additional photos of Westminster Abbey
Weekly Photo Challenge: Corner
God had a paintbrush in his hand the day I took this photo. What else would explain the colors in the sky?
Photo taken from a bluff overlooking Table Rock Lake near Branson, Missouri
Sometimes I let my mind reach way back. I can almost hear Momma’s voice as she recites the pretty words:
“From the lake, from the hills, from the sky.
All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.”
Then, just as I drift towards peaceful slumber, she moves on to that dreadful song:
“When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall
and down will come baby, cradle and all.”
My response to today’s one-word prompt: Recite
A note to my grandchildren: I’ll always try to use the “pretty words”; and I’ll always try to catch you if you fall!
Just when she thinks there’s no tomorrow,
comes a day like no other day has been.
So she wades, willy-nilly, through the weeds
and waits for the flowers to bloom again.
My response to today’s one-word prompt: Willy-nilly
I didn’t see it coming.
It took me completely by
surprise. I was struck by an unexpected
notion, that the things I once thought magical
were maybe nothing more than just themselves!
The soothing stream that meanders through the meadow,
the autumn leaves as they fly across the moon,
the golden grain caught blushing in the sun;
might not really have a spirit of their own.
Could it be they are simply what they are;
lazy creek, dead leaves, ripened seeds?
Without a doubt, I must control
these hasty bouts of wisdom
before they shatter
The delivery of this poem is something different for me. I have never attempted to format a poem into any particular shape before. A bit of a challenge!
This is my response to today’s one-word prompt: Delivery
The photo was taken in Colorado, near the Continental Divide
She is just a girl
whose sunlight stays inside her
People who are shy, like me, can be difficult to get to know, but don’t dismiss us. We can sparkle too, in our own way!
This haiku is my response to today’s one-word prompt: Shimmer
Photo credit: Bing/4.bp.blogspot
So old, so tiny, so lovely – and so many textures!
Weekly Photo Challenge: Textures
Photo taken at the Tennessee Agricultural Museum in Nashville
I’ve no room for you
So pack your toothbrush and go
You’re not welcome here
This haiku is my response to today’s one-word prompt: Toothbrush