It feels like a dream

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It feels like a dream

This reality of mine

For it seems only yesterday

My days were always full of sunshine

 

Now no matter the day

With the sunshine or none

I wake every morning

Waiting for the day to be done

 

For each passing day

Takes me closer to it

That all important day

When my breath is ready to quit

 

Each day becomes difficult

Some a little, some a lot

This is not what I envisioned

This is not what I had thought

 

It feels like a dream

This reality of mine

The daily pains, the daily struggles

It must be a sign

 

This body of mine

The look and the feel

My cancer in my body

It all seems unreal

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beauty of each moment

With family members here visiting this past weekend, I have fallen behind.  With my current health, my body fatigues easily and I need more rest.

More rest means I am spending less time doing other things – such as WP related activities.

I have fallen behind.  So, a short post for today.

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another world – a Visual Recite

I have added a new category to my blog titled ‘a Visual Recite’.

I have taken many pictures over the years and I share them with you with a recite.

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another world –

When you’re in a fighter jet and there’s a dark layer of clouds with just one blue hole with the sun going through it, you shoot for that hole. You go vertical into the light, and suddenly, instead of gray and dark, it’s light and blue. You are totally connected with the elements. You are in another world.

–          Yves Rossy

Umbrellas

My category ‘Pictures & Stories’ are posts with me writing a fictional, creative short story about a picture.

Umbrellas

Umbrellas –

As the sun begin to set for the day, the overwhelming feeling of comfort took over.

The daylight hours were coming to an end and soon the nightfall would be upon them.

Their time was limited and they would not be needed again until the next opening.

It was the beginning to the closure.

But the surrounding activities would continue for what seemed like eternity.

They would stand tall, yet unopened and wait again as they always do to be needed.

Cloud Dreaming

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”

– Rabindranath Tagore

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“The sun always shines above the clouds.”

– Paul F. Davis

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“Nature is a mutable cloud, which is always and never the same.”

– Ralph Waldo Emerson

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“A cloudy day is no match for a sunny disposition.”

– William Arthur Ward

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boat slip

My category ‘Pictures & Stories’ are posts with me writing a fictional, creative short story about a picture.

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boat slip –

He informed her: ‘I told you this would be a lost cause!’

She responded: ‘Well, what can I say; this is the address they gave me.’

They both were distraught and tiredness was wearing them down.

The address was correct, it was the correct marina, but what was the boat slip number?  There should have been more information given to them at the time, but nobody offered the information they needed.  The slip number was needed and no one knew it.  As they walked amongst the boats, they knew their efforts would be futile.

He again informed her: ‘We need the boat slip.  I told you this would be a lost cause!’

She responded: ‘Yes dear, I know that.  Now let’s go!’

The Yellow Dot

In my posts ‘Look Forward‘ and ‘Seeking a Home Base‘,  I wrote about the future planned trip to central Florida in search of a possible location to relocate to.

That trip will begin tomorrow.

Many activities have already taken place this week and my time on WP has recently been limited.

Today, I am spending most of the day alone with hopes of catching-up on reading posts and writing posts.

What does the yellow dot have to do with today?

Sunrise Offered

Sunrise offered a very beautiful spectacle; the water was quite unruffled, but the motion communicated by the tides was so great that, although there was not a breath of air stirring, the sea heaved slowly with a grand and majestic motion.

– George Grey

I took this video several months ago, early one morning to watch the sunrise.

It had much to offer me.

Since my surgery I have yet to walk on the beach, it is waiting for my return.

One day when feeling a little better I plan to take a walk on the beach again.

One day when I am recovered I plan to watch another sunrise.

And take in what it has to offer.

The day’s end

My category ‘Pictures & Stories’ are posts with me writing a fictional, creative short story about a picture.

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The day’s end –

At the sun’s set and the water’s calm.

A solitude of sorts was making its way amongst those and their efforts.

For the day’s end is fast approaching and another night fall will be upon them.

The results of the day’s events would be appreciated as their efforts would not be in vain.

At the sun’s set and the water’s calm.

They would retire and withdraw their crafts and rest before returning for another day.