Precious

via Daily Prompt: Cherish Cherish life, appreciate love, Worship, if you must, all that Lies before you, the golden Treasures of each lovely day Cherish memories, appreciate Everything you are given, The moon, the river, time as it Passes, like the waves from Shore to shore, all this is Precious, hold it close to Your…

Fall

As the weather turns from sultry to sublime,/ The leaves blush with the pleasure of the/ new season and in anticipation of a/ frosty sleep to come. In the Fall,/ time is their friend and ours.  

At Play

The waters ripple in the evening Tide, the moon, their soul mate, Hidden in a darkened sky is not Playful, even as the river scampers Across from shore to shore, released From its daytime duties, away from The sun, cloaked in darkness Does it search for the moon’s light? Or, is it content, running rapidly…

Cloudy and grey

Lying low, so close overhead It feels–or maybe only you do– Like you can touch the sky Billowy, little cotton pillows in White/grey/gray-blue/ with touches Of black or brighter, cleaner, more Clorox and transparent white, Pillowing above the treelines, Over the buildings, so close You can touch the sky

In the wake of

The wake, like a trail on a wedding Gown, at first, like that dress, white With the churning waters, then green With a carpet fringe of the river rapids, Demarking the passing of the ship, A boat, a yacht, really, full-steam quick And powerful, the green carpet left Behind its pull, no less than a…

My establishing shot

This would be my establishing shot The one that sets the place and the Character, facing Roosevelt Island, Connecting to Queens, the lights on The bridge twinkling in twilight, Shadows, the river deep, dark and Mysterious, waters moving slowly With undercurrents, the river establishes Without irony, without self-parody, as Serious as the approaching night, shadows, Not…

Refreshing

Adults have been given permission to enjoy pop for many more years than you imagine. In the soda market space, there’s the old standby, Orangina, a product I have always found equal to my maturity. Its proximate competitor is the very amusing San Pelligrino Aranciata, available in small bottles or cans. While in many ways…

Tributaries

It seems simple (or simplistic) to assume that mimicking another’s easily recognizable quirks is of course a mockery. It is likely, or at least possible, that the parody is a tribute. High Anxiety, homage or spoof? The send-ups of Psycho, The Birds, Vertigo, are all over the top, of course. Mel Brooks is clearly piling on the Alfred…

Revival

Some six months ago, I shut down one of my many blogs, Observations: Lest I Forget  and transferred much of its content to this one. I fully intended to put new content here and leave the …Lest I Forget site to history. Truth is, I have a lot about which I wish to opine, and…

Cloud sightings

Chapter 1: I am obsessed with the clouds in the sky, sometimes fluffy, usually ephemeral, they keep me grounded as the river and the buildings across the river, the bridges, and the helicopters never do. Cotton candy skies, sweet all the way to a Horizon, puffs of white mounds, some as Solid as lumps in…

I keep lists

And I share lists. These are in the category of not to be confused: Dangerous Minds A Beautiful Mind A Serious Man A Rational Man Man with the Golden Arm No country for Old Men All The King’s Men Life of a King Any Jason Bourne Any James Bond Dangeous Minds Les Liaisons Dangereuses (but…

Ephemeral

I wish I could draw, I would tell you so much more Of the sky, the clouds, that low- Flying bi-plane overhead, I would paint you a vision of The ephemera of a cloud with a hole Showing blue and closing slowly Disappearing into itself, breaking Apart and floating like an island But soft and…