A Strange and Wonderous Journey

Bright sun bearing down on us
as we stood near the entrance

That cold, cold susurration!
We could feel the Earth’s breath upon our face

Donning jackets we descended
skirting ice and loose rock

We stopped when we could no longer see the light from the
entrance to the cave

turned off our flashlights

Arms entwined we stood upon a rock
and shared a moment of silence
and absolute darkness

the immensity of it all…

It was just a moment
in a dark cave
I swear I could feel lava running through my veins.

Just Because

My Middle Name is eLIZabeth
A Horned LIZard paid us a visit this afternoon
There were ants about
And he looked well-fed

What I want is a dairy queen bLIZzard
Come on let’s be civiLIZed
crystaLIZed, ethereaLIZed, fertiLIZed, globaLIZed,
ideaLIZed, immortaLIZed,
materiaLIZed, metaboLIZed,
mineraLIZed, neutraLIZed,
reaLIZed, reconceptuaLIZed,
tantaLIZed, traditionaLIZed,
tranquiLIZed, utiLIZed,
vandaLIZed, visuaLIZed,
vocaLIZed!

Here I am,
Here I am.
here I am.

A Word A Week Photo Challenge: Face

There are many beautiful faces in Bali
Some in unexpected places

Who’s face is this?
What was she like?
Who immortalized her in stone?

An honor bestowed

She has aged well
and green becomes her

A River

“Each one of us here today will at one time in our lives look upon a loved one who is in need and ask the same question: We are willing to help, Lord, but what, if anything, is needed? For it is true we can seldom help those closest to us. Either we don’t know what part of ourselves to give or, more often than not, the part we have to give is not wanted. And so it is those we live with and should know who elude us. But we can still love them – we can love completely without complete understanding.”? Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It and Other Stories

Steel gray clouds
storm cells passed quickly
I was worried about the mud

have you ever been enmired?

We are in a good place tonight

The train noise is reassuring

As is the presence of K & G

I am happy tonight

I think of the rivers I love
and the blood that runs through my veins

It’s one and the same