one big last hurrah
final Prompt, Photo Challenge
bittersweet passing
at Rebekah’s well
site of thousands of weddings
heart of the garden
Each of them
Famous
In their
Way
True to
The purpose
They did
Stay
Unwavering
Courage
To be
Laid
On war’s
Battlefields
Day after
Day
A debt of
Gratitude
Still to
Pay
For hard won
Freedom
Enjoyed
Today
Snap judgments
Born of
Finely honed
Intuition
Can be
Invaluable
In deciphering
Friend or foe
In a
Heartbeat
The problem
Arises
When we fail to
Periodically
Wipe clean
Our perceptual lenses
Of the
Ever-present
Smudges
Of
Personal bias
And
Prejudice
fall flow cranked down low
reduced to but a trickle
boulders rear their heads
This is the
Era
Of being
Alone
In a
Crowd
Just me
My Selfie
And my
i-Phone/Pad/Pod
i am the cat’s meow
under construction
restoration in process
return to glory
papery thin wings
portray intricate patterns
natural parchment
bold flash of color
tucked within earth-toned palette
tiny but mighty
straining for the stars
slim trunks stand straight as arrows
lodgepole pine forest
