The Shroud

veil
(image credit: anna marie jagodzinska)

sleek veil slowly lifts
bright light streams in
eyes blink
temporary blindness

optimistic future comes into view
complications tumble aside
path visible

meaningful words are felt
healing music is heard
movement occurs

with gust of bad news
silky shroud falls
flutters across face

intense struggle

finest fabric weighs heavy
attempt to avoid destruction
necessary filter carries great value

disguised opportunities
await discovery

Resetting Rhythms

girlfriends-together-forever

(photo credit: cruisewithmike.wordpress.com)

They came
in two and threes
slowly arriving for a weekend
of relaxation and rejuvenation

The excuse was to play cards
learn more strategy
become better players
A tradition started long ago

Reality:
reset rhythms
escape the hustle and worry
of everyday life

Duty and guilt
always make their appearance
Pipe up with reasons
why this time away
is self indulgent
a decadent treat to self
family suffers while moms are away
chores are left undone
commitments are not met

true, true and true

BUT

Time has shown
laughter
good food
wine
talking to the wee hours of the morning
staying in pjs all day if you want to
along with playing cards
is good for the soul

Friendships are reconnected and strengthened
rhythms are reset
revitalized
a weekend of self indulgence
proves to be an endowment
for the future
a gift of a better self

My Visit to Dordrecht, Netherlands

Brug naar de Tijd, Grote Kerk met Zwijndrechtse brug, Dordrecht,
(photo by Frank Peters)

Colorful echoes of the past
collide with bright visions of the future
Slow steady rain drenches ambition and desire
Need for heat and warmth
propels feet forward
Wetness seeps into fabric, into pores
permeates a moment that has been experienced
by many before
Standing below historical buildings with
their antique facades
Now
seems to be the only thing that matters
yet Now was thought to be
equally important one thousand years ago
Determined explorers, rowdy sailors, sly traders, clever merchants
All who passed this way
share Now
it has come and gone and come again
as colorful echoes of the past
collide with bright visions of the future