When the Door Closes

My secret life as a poet, writer, photographer…



Through the sycamore’s leaves
a breeze trills
as the streetlights twinkle
into existence
and the sapphire sky
shimmers with stars.

Posted in Response to the Weekly Photo Prompt: Twinkle
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That Long Ago Twilight

A cool fall evening in southern California is unlike any other, especially when spent watching the setting sun while strolling along a tranquil stretch of beach. Perhaps, dear reader, I might have been forgiven for thinking that life, at that moment, was quite perfect. Existential worries ebbed with the tide, and doubts were drowned by the sound of gently lapping waves. Yes, on that long ago twilight, I realized that in the macrocosm of life, I was a mere speck, my troubles equally as tiny. Harmony reigned. And sky and turf were in complete accord. See for yourself. 🙂

Response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Reflections

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