Dancing Echoes

Beats Stumbling Around in Silence



You and I always seemed to be
On the opposite sides of a bridge
Neither able to cross without it swinging wildly
Tension thick as humid gulf air
Impatience and disappointment our love language

You and I alike in so many ways
So sensitive we each tried to bite first
Both with a stubborn shell of protection
Curiosity for life’s most enigmatic questions our common ground
With expectations released, forgiveness our final passage

In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #197: Fathers




When I miss you most
I go into your closet
Take a long deep breath

Close my eyes and feel you near
Grateful for good memories

In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and A Word Challenge #150: Gratitude




Widow dressed in black
Guardian of her cosmos
Gossamer egg case

Red hourglass tracking time
Cobweb cradling future

Note: She is in fact a Brown Widow. Her venom is just as deadly as a Black Widow but her potential delivery is not. I went with the word “black” above because most people are more familiar with her cousin species and well, poetic license. Photo taken in a storm drain.

In response to Patrick Jennings A Pic and a Word Challenge #51: Guardians and
CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI: Carpe Diem #1032 pieces of heaven and
The Weekly Photo Challenge: Frame