Tag: photo
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Portugal Travel Notes #3 (7/5-7/7)
South to the Algarve–Portugal’s answer to Spain’s Costa Del Sol, Florida and the Jersey Shore. Villa Maura is a posh beach resort complete with palm trees and well-manicured green lawns–in a semi-arid region across the Atlantic from the Sahara’s West Coast. A quick tour on our first day: the beach is a two-block walk. The…
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#SilentSunday (7/8/18)
a rest from #haiku See you tomorrow!
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Summer Vacation ’14 Premier: an .@ImageCurve #haibun
A cardinal alights on a high branch of the Peach tree. Its weight bends the branch toward the thick ground cover. Robins, sparrows and jays mark their territory in the Maple canopy. Frankie and I eat breakfast on the deck, listening to iTunes alternative radio that plays through our Motorola speaker. Sunlight bathes the backyard…
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My Daily #Haiku #2 (7/1/18)
blue sky central air conditioner already struggles #HaikuChallenge (blue) #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #poetry #haiga
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A Little Housekeeping (6/30/18)
It’s summer! Do you know what that means? Yes! Vacation! My family and I will be going on vacation this coming week. Therefore, you can expect the following while I’m away: dVerse Poets Pub is on break until July 16th, so you won’t see any posts related to their prompts. I may…
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Sea Shore Encounters: a #writephoto #haibun
The waves slap the shore again and again. White foam crests burst into sprays of saline moisture. The sporadic cry of passing terns adds a staccato harmony to the rumbling surf’s deep bass. I sat here more than sixteen years ago–at night. The last light of the moon passed behind the gathering rainclouds…
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Vernal Inauguration: A #ThrowdownThursday #haibun featuring my latest from .@ImageCurve
The train rattles to the top of the hill. Two American flags stand like sentries at the apex. The stage, the other side of the park, the Long Island shoreline across the Sound all lie in sight for one fleeting moment. Then the train rushes down the first turn, accelerating. Next, it descends…
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Stunning Contrasts on a Summer Day: A #TankaTuesday #TankaProse
a cool summer breeze a time to sow or to reap every moment I lay my burden down to pick it up again The last taste of burgundy rests in the well of a used wine glass. She strolls the garden after rinsing something in the sink. Maple leaves flutter in the woosh…
