Skip with me along the trees, hear the leaves crunch down under our feet. The crisp breeze blows right through our hair, sending a chill and leaving us bare. Grab a jacket and tag along, we can sit by the fire right here on this log. Bonfires, cider, pumpkins and donuts, the season of Fall is… Continue reading An Ode To Fall
Gazing over the open water led to a captivation of my mind. Thoughts became clearer than the soft spoken whispers being carried through the wind. I tried to reach out but could not create a sound, perhaps my voice was lost, just yearning to be found. Pictures\poem are my own. At a rest stop south… Continue reading Captivated
Sweet signs of summer linger around, peaking out at dusk; just waiting to be found. Fall closes in and is here to stay, but I still hear the whisper of those sunny days. Taken with my galaxy s6 this evening.
Painted colors across the sky, reminding me of the time passed by. The soft evening breeze blew a whisper through the air, caught me by surprise since I knew you weren't there. I feel your presence with me as I star gaze from this chair, hoping that you're with me - hoping that you care.… Continue reading Somber Sweet
The road less traveled, is one I'd choose to take, Clearing the way through the trees, a path only I could make. Continuing on to the shore, where a silent sea awaits, I know you'll meet me here, at peace with natures fate. Poem & image belong to me 🙂
"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep..." - Robert Frost I finally took the plunge and did it. The poem can be interpreted in many ways. For me it represents two things. First, my desire to travel as much as I can… Continue reading Miles To Go
I yearn for a place just out of reach, one where the sun never sets and the ocean speaks. Troubles wash away whilst the waves crash ashore, it may be wishful thinking, to hope for a little bit more. Picture & Poem written by myself. Picture taken in Bathsheba, Barbados.