Carlsbad State Park Beach

Waves panting
Whispers of Foam shoreward
from South Sea’s farthest Neighbor

Clouds playing Tag
from Checkers to Backgammon Boards

Pelican Formations gliding
nigh Ocean’s Chest

Eyes and Ears under Beach Umbrellas
their Reflections ensnar’d
by this invisible Message in a Bottle

             ‘Yor (04/19/2025)

New

New

Greetings, everyone.

After some months of trying to sell our “old” home for an almost even trade off for a “fresher” one, my wife and I have finally DocuSigned the last of an encyclopedia of paperwork and are ready for the big move.  We’re looking forward to the next normalcy at our new digs, although we will miss this neighborhood which has been benevolent to us for many years.  The next coming weeks should be a gradual resumption of my experience in the bloggers’ world.

      Anyway, you fine folks all have a Safe and Joyous Holiday and a Wonderful 2025.

                     Art

Seasons Divide

a bridge there be
where pays warmth
for coolth a generous toll
with fuax fur pelts
wintry games
inglenooks
and hibernations wild

for Mother Earth
Her pulse
Her breath
another rife testament
that She still lives

Mime (from the Time Capsule)

granite flesh in dream—
stir’d by voices
in peripheral eyes—
flinch and freeze
flinch and freeze—
blind palms to invisible walls
top to bottom
side to side
front to back
finding no way out—
despair’d back to stone
and frozen orbs—
till virgin curiosity approaches
nearer and nearer
only to gasp in brief horror
…at a wink

Lillnellamarie

when

not of a Feather

nest Together