Yesteryears Gone

wind full of sea salt surrounding
us walking the boardwalk
wooden planks reminiscent of
yesteryears gone by
but are they really
gone

footsteps lightly falling next
to us, fashions changing
from one piece bathing
suits to ones…barely

while ocean sands remain holding
sunbathers catching rays or
covered beneath large
umbrellas while

children now as then create
sand castles and some
belly surf while others
ride surfboards not
heard of then

we walk on amidst the chatter
of others the breeze
bringing to our ears a
cacophony of thunderous
ocean waves and
laughter

all this caught in a panoramic
moment in time the hourglass
sands swift bringing
from yesteryears gone by
but are they really
gone

© July 2012 Renee Espriu

Mellow Yellow Monday

Here in Washington on the 4th of July the Blue Angels perform over Lake Washington. I’ve not been to the actual performance but have had the pleasure of seeing them practice their routine when they fly overhead. This photo is one of many you can find on the internet. Happy 4th to all who celebrate and for those of you who don’t have a Wonderful Day!

 

Portrait of Grandchildren

I have finally managed to capture a photo of the portrait I finished of my youngest daughter’s children to show you here. I am not very savvy about taking photos or how to enter them onto the computer so thank heaven for email. The proportions are off and there is the light from the flash on the first one but hope you get the idea. My daughter took the photo after the portrait was framed. I do undertake art apart from my site.

© Renee Espriu

Whispering Softly

the wind whispers through                   "Whispering Softly"
branches of trees
innuendoes of endless seas

whispering softly
murmuring low
secrets unknown

perhaps there resides implicit
knowledge of us there
bewildered if we really care

whispering softly
murmuring low
secrets unknown                                              “Whispering Softly”

pantomine gestures leafy boughs
quietly holding birds at rest
hatchlings held within a nest

whispering soflty
murmuring low
secrets unknown

the wind whispers through
branches of trees
listening forever endlessly

© July 2012 Renee Espriu