Saturday, March 23, 2013

If she were a pond

photos by PSC

If she were a pond she’d be frozen;

cold, solid surface marked

scarred by strangers

skating over it,

difficult to see beneath;

chary, wary,

slow to open up,

 unwilling (or -able) to

crack that icy exterior,

expose the muck unseen, un-

detected, underneath





Thursday, March 7, 2013

Happy 1-Year-Blogosphere Anniversary

Happy Anniversary to me!

Well, it's been a whole year (and a day) since I launched this blog, and...
 I can't believe how quickly the time has flown!    

My original intent had been to "march forth" on March 4th, and...

I was late. 

As that seems to be the story of my life lately, it only makes sense that I should...
celebrate my 1st year anniversary late, as well.

In honor of the event, I'm posting an appropriate (time related) poem, 
and a link to my very first blog entry at "Wander, Ponder, Poems & Pix".  

Hope you enjoy wandering!

photo by PSC

Passing Time
Grandfather stands sentry
at the foot of the stairs,
his comforting Westminster
chiming the quarter hours.
Anniversary clock in the hallway, running always a bit
behind, her sweet, clear Canterbury quartering off time.
Clock on the mantle rings a ding-dong doorbell tone she finds in-
trusive, sometimes – mostly during quiet, meditative moments.
Soft tripping Whittington, lazy, meandering Oxford,
Beethoven’s majestic 9th
become almost haunting
in the somber, sleepless
minutes after midnight.  She
sets them all to alternate. The goal:
to allow each its own short solo.
But their diverse tempos, and other
distractions, sometimes trample this meticulous
strategy. In those madly chiming moments, she concedes:
symphony or cacophony is mainly a matter of peace of mind
(or lack thereof).

And lastly, here's my link back to the beginning: Welcome! And what took you so long?

Sunday, March 3, 2013

One Quick Avalanche of Snow

photo by PSC - 2/9/2013

One Quick Avalanche of Snow


Your cold shoulder, the

only clue that we two were over-

burdened by distance, dis-

connected at the heart.

What had started so friendly,

ending in a perfect storm;

your warm front, aimed

in another’s direction,

leaving me still in a chill

and wondering when

did we drift a-





“One Quick Avalanche of Snow” - front page headline on Sunday Republican – Feb 10, 2013

Inspired by Poetic Bloomings prompt #95 –“Read it in a Magazine”