Palm Coast, Florida Like the birds, I want to travel yonder in the distance, To places beyond the horizons that I can easily see. I want to take the longer road, before I am unable To travel the world on my own strength effectively. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles: Yonder in 44... Continue Reading →
I want to walk through heather, Enjoying the beauty of the moors! Oh, let me smell the sweetness on a Scottish hillside, As we walk together outdoors. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Heather in 27 words.
In Elche, Spain Posted for Cee's Fun Foto Challenge: About the buildings. Some of the places we have been. douglas and I love old ruins and buildings. I can almost feel the spirits of the people who walked that way centuries ago, and I feel connected to humanity. Pompeii in Italy Pompeii in Italy Alicante,... Continue Reading →
She only wanted some fun, To enjoy life and all of its glory. She gallivanted around the world, And her escapades became a story. She completed her bucket list, From skydiving to flamenco in Spain. Then she went home joyfully sated, Never again did she complain. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt # 162 from... Continue Reading →
Not just anyone can an intrepid traveler be. Travel isn't for the faint of heart. Whatever can go wrong will, And surviving crises becomes an art. It helps to wear rose-colored glasses, Overlooking all that is much to bear. We keep our eyes on the prize, Wondrous places we get to share. Written for the... Continue Reading →
I am a gypsy. My nature is to explore. Conflicts with my work. Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Conflict and Gypsy.
Lovely Spain, Portugal, and Italy, I will miss you dearly this year! For the last five years, my husband and I have arrived on one of your doorsteps or a combination of you three. time You deliveredon your promise to show us a good time and welcome us with hospitality! I will miss taking hours... Continue Reading →
For the last four years, Douglas and I have spent some parts of April and May in Europe. We loved pretending to live in Spain, Italy, or Portugal. Now homebound by the virus ravaging the world, our children are somewhat glad that our nomadic lifestyle is on hold today. But we miss the walks on... Continue Reading →
Most spoke of the low but omnipresent rumble of water, or its dulcet lap against a hull, but that was not how he missed the sea. The doctor had said that one more season on the fishing boat would be his last, so he settled in at home. Although I loved him, he wasn't an... Continue Reading →
I think of traveling to exotic places, Where there are soothing streams of water. They can be big cities or small islands, As long as they are beyond our border. A plane streaking through cumulus clouds Brings me such anticipation to be there, To walk the promenades beside the sea, As though I had nary... Continue Reading →
