Quest

Literally went on a wild goose chase with my daughter trying to find a good spot to capture the Canadian Geese flying overhead in a perfect V...oh well these shots will have to do:
Participating in ABC Wednesday letter Q
And The Gallery-Autmun, Rural Thursday, Saturday Snapshot
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QUEST

                                                    Sing

                                                              ing,

                                                                     wing

                                                                               ing,

                                                                                    slicing    ♪

                                                                                            through

                                                                                                    the air.  ♫

                                                                    their quest they share.

                                                       on task,

                                       Enmasse,                                                                                                                             

                       

                 Tak

                       ing

                              flight,                                                           

                                         rising

                                                    height

                                                                 invokes

                                                                                in folks

                                                                                              below♪

                                                                                             bestowed.

                                                                                 annual quest,

                                                    change of season;

                            for all at stake…

A breath intake,  ♪

Wrestlin' With A Heart Attack

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The poem is formed to have cow horns in its midst...hope it doesn't take away from the lyrics♫
An entry for Alphabe-Thursday letter W.  Check out the other entries!
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Wrestlin' With A Heart Attack

Blond and blue eyed in her jeans, gripping the wheel of her jeep,

Casting her eyes down my way, making my heart leap.

She passes by smiling, and tapping the horn, it beeps.

I’m on the side lines

with high hopes she’ll notice me.

Wrestlin’ with my heart, she hamstrings  me.

       I                                            that.

wrangle             wrangle

this, and

I’m                                  that.

all                        gine

a-twist. Ima-

~

 Hallways are crowded, yet I feel alone of all things.

Books by her desk, she grabs her bag by its purse strings.

She stops to talk, and I am saved by the bell, it rings.

I’m on the side lines

with high hopes she’ll notice me.

Wrestlin’ with my heart, she hamstrings  me.

  I                                            that.

wrangle             wrangle

this, and

I’m                                  that.

all                        gine

a-twist. Ima-

~

I’m wrestling with a love attack.

She has me up against my back

She’s tied my heart.  There is no slack.

My hope is, she’ll notice me.

Wrestlin’ with my heart, she hamstrings  me.

 I                                            that.

wrangle             wrangle

this, and

I’m                                  that.

all                        gine

a-twist. Ima-

I’m wrestling with a love attack.

She has me up against my back

She’s tied my heart.  There is no slack.

My hope is, she’ll notice me.

Wrestlin’ with my heart, she hamstrings  me.

(mixed)

So wrangle this, and wrangle that.

I think I’m whipped,

She’s tied my heart.

There’s no going back.

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Light House

Recently visited the Montauk, NY Light House which inspired me photographically as well as poetically.

I'm rather please with my results♫

What metaphors might you see in this piece?

I used the charcoal sketch effect from Big Huge Labs, the FX selection.

Joining in with ABC Wednesday letter L
Alphabe-Thursday letter T for TALL
As well as Orange You Glad It's Friday (a bit of a stretch since the only thing orange is my font♫)
and Saturday Snapshot
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                                                                                                                dark

                                                                                    bright…

                                    Bright…

                               dark…                           Bright…

                                           bright…

.                                                                       Bright…

                                                                   Bright

                                    Bright…  Bright…  bright…  dark

Sturdy souls

Circular stairs

Watch tower power.

Warning/ beckoning

Treacherous shoals

Solitary life is led.

Equipment tending

Life saving, sending

Distress calls, attending

Battered men.

Foggy evenings

Mournful soundings

Crashing waves upon the shore.

How lightly can one tread?

How long for words unsaid?

Humming motor, constant thread

The Light House stands immobile.

Historical monument, beacon of the moment

A Tall, House of Light…

Spiking the dark with Good News that Christ pierces the night.

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