Kalamata Castle

Part 4 of 20 in ‘The Aegean Shores’ series

From Kalamata castle
having climbed for just a mile
Several ageing fir trees there
gave respite for a while

The heat was almost tangible
but we were not complaining
As the sun shines here ‘most all the time
But at home it’s probably raining

Queen of Nothing

i sat in cherry

upon the hand carved

throne of  ivory bone

in the empty room

of chiseled stone

Vigo

We actually weren’t expecting rain
but it only stayed an hour
Refreshing as we climbed the hill
for the Vigo castle tower
The view up at the very top
took in the sweeping bay
with our ship down in the harbour
on this, our third cruise day

A picture of England

Bodiam beckoned
as the sunshine was sent
and I took in the view
from the high battlement

The dichotomy of the old and new

I’m pretty sure that this was not
the hill of nursery rhyme
when a certain grande old duke
decided now would be good time
to march ten thousand up and and down
but it’s nice to think ‘maybe’
that this was in fact the very hill
from that time in history

Inside My Head

Nowhere is safe,
I’ve heard it said.
One place is safe–
Inside my head.

Distant Drums

As beat of distant drums
Juggle in the ears
Pricked by the waves
Of hope across the horizon

Grains of time

(via Fun Photo Mania)

Nights spilled into days

And the days would slosh,

Quick and messy against each other

My thoughts, helplessly dispersed among them

The bits of the shipwreck left of my consciousness

Floating aimlessly out at sea

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And there is a creeping panic within me

Often skimming along my spine

With cold fingers of dread

The menacing prospect of stagnation

And the possibility of failure

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