A Horse Is A Horse Of Course

August 29, 2022sandyjwhite About Life, Poetry, Relationships Tags: #WDYS, #Whatdoyousee, Photo Prompt, Poetry 11 Comments

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So much easier
To
Stick with your own
Kind

To those different
To
Turn an eye
Blind

Yet
Breaching the gap
Most likely to
Find

Much more in
Common
Than dividing
Lines

Sadje’s What Do You See #149

Home Sweet Home

August 24, 2022sandyjwhite About Life, Poetry, Relationships Tags: #WDYS, #Whatdoyousee, Photo Prompt, Poetry 8 Comments

Photo by Tivasee @ Pexels

Home
Is where you
Make it

Under roof
Or
Open air

Amid mementoes
And
Others

About whom
You
Truly care

Sadje’s What Do You See #148

Last Gasp

August 16, 2022sandyjwhite About Life, Poetry Tags: #WDYS, #Whatdoyousee, Photo Prompt, Poetry 16 Comments

Photo by Stormseeker @ Unsplash

Sinking further
Down, down

Feet can’t touch the
Ground, ground

Afraid that I might
Drown, drown

Darkness invades
Around, around

Heart in chest
Pounds, pounds

Thoughts of panic
Bound, bound

Sinking further
Down, down

Life lost but heaven
Found, found

Sadje’s What Do You See #147

Ghost Riders

August 9, 2022sandyjwhite Writing Tags: #WDYS, #Whatdoyousee, Photo Prompt 13 Comments

Photo by Yaopey Yong @ Unsplash

Never would
The
Bike’s owner
Have
Guessed

When
He propped
His trusty two-wheeler
Against the
Wall

That
Come nightfall

In
The glow of the
Full moon

His ride would
Mysteriously
Vanish

A faint trail
Of
Stardust

All
That remained

Sadje’s What Do You See #146

Beckoning

August 1, 2022sandyjwhite About Life, Haiku, Poetry Tags: #WDYS, #Whatdoyousee, Photo Prompt, Poetry 6 Comments

Photo by Marti Alonso @ Unsplash

life a blank canvas
in waiting to come alive
paint a masterpiece

Sadje’s What Do You See #145

Guess Who?

July 5, 2022sandyjwhite About Life Tags: #WDYS, #Whatdoyousee, Fiction, Photo Prompt 11 Comments

Photo by Andrea Piacquad @ Pexels

Home from college
Just in time
For
Her grandmother’s
75th birthday

Debra’s heart
Skipped a beat
As she cupped her hands
Over Nanna’s eyes
And
Whispered, “Surprise!”

Feeling
For the first time
In two years

The Pandemic had
Finally
Loosened its grip
On their lives

Sadje’s What Do You See Challenge #141

The Last Splash

June 28, 2022sandyjwhite Humor Tags: #WDYS, #Whatdoyousee, Photo Prompt 4 Comments

Photo by Avis @ Pexels

Thoroughly soaked
But ecstatic
To finally capture
The quintessential
Splash image

Sadje’s What Do You See #140

Flabbergasted

June 21, 2022sandyjwhite Humor Tags: #WDYS, #Whatdoyousee, Photo Prompt 14 Comments

Photo by Ben White @ Unsplash

You want me
To
Do what?

Stand up here on stage
In front of
All these people

And
Recite poetry….

But
I haven’t even learned how
To read yet!

Sadje’s What Do You See Challenge #139

Serenity Interruptus

June 14, 2022sandyjwhite About Life Tags: #WDYS, #Whatdoyousee, Photo Prompt, Story 6 Comments

Photo by Saffu @ Unsplash

The
Early morning
Silence
Was
Heavenly

But
Short-lived

As fishermen
Clambered down the dock
To
The waiting boats

Rods in hand
And
Bait filled buckets clanging

Eager
To crank the engines
And
Cruise the bay

Sadje’s What Do You See #138

In Search Of

June 7, 2022sandyjwhite Inspiration, Poetry Tags: #WDYS, #Whatdoyousee, Photo Prompt, Poetry 9 Comments

So much easier To Stick with your own Kind

To those different To Turn an eye Blind

Yet Breaching the gap Most likely to Find

Much more in Common Than dividing Lines

Home Is where you Make it

Under roof Or Open air

Amid mementoes And Others

About whom You Truly care

Sinking further Down, down

Feet can’t touch the Ground, ground

Afraid that I might Drown, drown

Darkness invades Around, around

Heart in chest Pounds, pounds

Thoughts of panic Bound, bound

Sinking further Down, down

Life lost but heaven Found, found

Never would The Bike’s owner Have Guessed

When He propped His trusty two-wheeler Against the Wall

That Come nightfall

In The glow of the Full moon

His ride would Mysteriously Vanish

A faint trail Of Stardust

All That remained

life a blank canvas in waiting to come alive paint a masterpiece

Home from college Just in time For Her grandmother’s 75th birthday

Debra’s heart Skipped a beat As she cupped her hands Over Nanna’s eyes And Whispered, “Surprise!”

Feeling For the first time In two years

The Pandemic had Finally Loosened its grip On their lives

Thoroughly soaked But ecstatic To finally capture The quintessential Splash image

You want me To Do what?

Stand up here on stage In front of All these people

And Recite poetry….

But I haven’t even learned how To read yet!

The Early morning Silence Was Heavenly

But Short-lived

As fishermen Clambered down the dock To The waiting boats

Rods in hand And Bait filled buckets clanging

Eager To crank the engines And Cruise the bay

If only the way Was Clearly marked

We’d Never descend into The dark

Yet through Traversing Uncharted ground

Are We truly To be found

So much easier
To
Stick with your own
Kind

To those different
To
Turn an eye
Blind

Yet
Breaching the gap
Most likely to
Find

Much more in
Common
Than dividing
Lines

Home
Is where you
Make it

Under roof
Or
Open air

Amid mementoes
And
Others

About whom
You
Truly care

Sinking further
Down, down

Feet can’t touch the
Ground, ground

Afraid that I might
Drown, drown

Darkness invades
Around, around

Heart in chest
Pounds, pounds

Thoughts of panic
Bound, bound

Sinking further
Down, down

Life lost but heaven
Found, found

Never would
The
Bike’s owner
Have
Guessed

When
He propped
His trusty two-wheeler
Against the
Wall

That
Come nightfall

In
The glow of the
Full moon

His ride would
Mysteriously
Vanish

A faint trail
Of
Stardust

All
That remained

life a blank canvas
in waiting to come alive
paint a masterpiece

Home from college
Just in time
For
Her grandmother’s
75th birthday

Debra’s heart
Skipped a beat
As she cupped her hands
Over Nanna’s eyes
And
Whispered, “Surprise!”

Feeling
For the first time
In two years

The Pandemic had
Finally
Loosened its grip
On their lives

Thoroughly soaked
But ecstatic
To finally capture
The quintessential
Splash image

You want me
To
Do what?

Stand up here on stage
In front of
All these people

And
Recite poetry….

But
I haven’t even learned how
To read yet!

The
Early morning
Silence
Was
Heavenly

But
Short-lived

As fishermen
Clambered down the dock
To
The waiting boats

Rods in hand
And
Bait filled buckets clanging

Eager
To crank the engines
And
Cruise the bay

If only the way
Was
Clearly marked

We’d
Never descend into
The dark

Yet through
Traversing
Uncharted ground

Are
We truly
To be found