The magic briefcase adventure: a random reading of one day

“This is where it all begins. Everything starts here, today.”― David Nicholls, quote from One Day. He never knew how he could ever forget the day they first met and began a strange, out-of-this-world relationship. Looking back now, he realizes how true these words have been to them, “You can live your whole life not … Continue reading The magic briefcase adventure: a random reading of one day

just musing on something sensitive: a random rambling poem.

Rosalyn Tureck The silence of the sea. Random music musing. War=Wall between two humans.* I want to say something but I just cannot vocalize because it is too sensitive to talk about. Silence is a great wall. Sometimes some music can break through the wall. If only more have ears to hear. Pure music is … Continue reading just musing on something sensitive: a random rambling poem.

Magic briefcase adventure: Does he celebrate birthday? Does it matter to her? Or anyone?

Does he celebrate earth birthday? The question suddenly appeared as he glanced at his social network message board. He has never really thought of such matter about himself. In fact he hardly think of himself. In a day's time it will be another chronological birthday for him on earth. After seven decades, he can hardly … Continue reading Magic briefcase adventure: Does he celebrate birthday? Does it matter to her? Or anyone?

simply six minutes—the magic briefcase adventure: “I don’t want to be a tree, I want to be its meaning.”

As he now remembers Snowland and the mystical woman he met up there at 8000ft altitude, he remembers how the trees have impacted him, as he tries to associate her with something they both can relate to without feeling bound. Both of them value independence and privacy above all else, even their strange unique relationship. … Continue reading simply six minutes—the magic briefcase adventure: “I don’t want to be a tree, I want to be its meaning.”

blue square and a poem: recalibrate and celebrate

See this window blue-shuttered silence see the things that can be seen through a lens but you cannot see the unseen things like my lonesome way sheltered in the coolness of the day why look at the unseen you ask the seen are temporary task we tend to forget and soon to regret yet framed … Continue reading blue square and a poem: recalibrate and celebrate

time travel haiku and back: just timing

https://beckybofwinchester.com/2018/12/03/december-squares-3/ sometime ago when in an interval story zone long ago in another story zone just timing my time and yours to savor and chimepreparing our climb This months photo challenge in square format from Becky is Time https://beckybofwinchester.com/2018/12/04/december-squares-4/#more-12547 https://beckybofwinchester.com/2018/12/03/december-squares-3/comment-page-3/#comment-10839

another attempt: the windows are open

from where we stand, on this street, the windows are open windows of opportunity open daily to hearts that tally and not give up patiently perseveringly waiting for the break dawns always break at the first ray of light come alive a call so still and quiet yet you hear it high and wide many … Continue reading another attempt: the windows are open

where our lives meet: a poetic attempt in blue

there is a quiet space where our lives meet where we meet though not often there is always space where you rest your soul and I rest mine behind a pale blue glaze quiet does not mean tired often it's a triad you and me and space why blue? you ask a task? a mask? … Continue reading where our lives meet: a poetic attempt in blue

if the words won’t come to this river of waiting poems

If I sit by this river of waiting and you won't come while this whirlpool keeps churning my heart turning buttery white a catbird would whine like last summer's sigh on a lonesome winsome night "The shape of your heart" you murmured one day looking at our sky "fluffy white with tender blue stripes" seeping … Continue reading if the words won’t come to this river of waiting poems

afar and near in perspectives: two pictures

I chose these two pictures because of the rather interesting perspectives. USA is full of interesting scenes even though I took these pictures at random. The people too. They are apart and dynamic and yet blend into the static presentation as parts of an integral whole. I can imagine individual stories in each small segment … Continue reading afar and near in perspectives: two pictures

CB&W CHALLENGE POST: sitting next to a lover of books

Sierra Scenic Train & tracks -taken when I traveled in 2016 January using Amtrak. The scenery was spectacular. The company too. I sat with a very nice lady (in her sixties) who loved reading books and was on-route to take care of her mom (in her nineties) who had a fall. Quoted from online source: … Continue reading CB&W CHALLENGE POST: sitting next to a lover of books

another letter I shall not mail: a picture and a poem

Without the weekly-Photo-challenge some of us are feeling a bit lost regarding where to hang out and what to take a photo of. Admittedly many of us have lots of photos in our stock so we are not exactly all dry up and out of ideas. I have discovered that the world is not all … Continue reading another letter I shall not mail: a picture and a poem

favorites: Don’t look back, she says, I am not there (love story)

The goodbye is too harsh and I can't resist another post of more of my All-Time Favorites of some of the pictures I am sentimental about (which original stories/poems you may find in this blog by clicking on the caption below each picture). An interesting list of the above original captions (from my earlier weekly-photo-challenge … Continue reading favorites: Don’t look back, she says, I am not there (love story)

beloved, this day you shall not fly alone (updated)

this day I shall not fly alone with new hope and not forlorn living dreaming planning parting leaving behind my depressed mind stepping ahead as my spirit heard you said do not fear for I have wiped away your every tear go forth as I have come forth behold here is My heart as always … Continue reading beloved, this day you shall not fly alone (updated)

winter’s paradigm shift: another perspective variation

another winter Variations on a Theme -marriage life silly man stole my cat where you've been hiding in your chat not in syn my photoshop on my head woman don't be mad hide you may I don't care out and no with your game of GO woman woman not my fault cat loves hunting with … Continue reading winter’s paradigm shift: another perspective variation

to love: this is a song I will not sing to you

Growth this is a song i would not sing because the song has run away in sync with other days i shall not bring this is a song i should not sing because its lyrics have bloomed into an early spring here here i call in the midst of freezing into a laboriously sculptured thing … Continue reading to love: this is a song I will not sing to you

favorite poem rambling song to end 2017

2017 Favorites. they call to compose an official song to cherish entrance of wintry solace long why they never know it's an impossible task anyone with brain would always ask how long is winter to be long haha you must be joking all along how wide is winter to be white is he the old … Continue reading favorite poem rambling song to end 2017

an autumn story: must be prepaid

a Pedestrian nothing is free son all must be prepaid a voice from behind the wooden wall warns. mind your step son on real snow must be prepared as he trips his foot over a thorn the glassy bottles rattle as he glides across and prattles leaving behind many feet long gutter clash, crash, clatter, … Continue reading an autumn story: must be prepaid

autumn story: an old love hat song

Just a Peek at autumn's end. never will I leave you, he said, not again faded eyes blurring with moist drops like rare autumn squinting sudden plops (not even when fall comes to stay and/or if our hair should fall?) no I will never leave you old, not again for gold, see, all tidal waves are … Continue reading autumn story: an old love hat song

alas, the waiting was too long: for all that jazz

Waiting at a period eating place which features songs from a past era. The light jazz music brings back the old time for those of a certain age. Interestingly the young millennial (a third generation of my extended family) who introduced me to this place is only in late twenties and happened to like the … Continue reading alas, the waiting was too long: for all that jazz

sometimes we cross a bridge and do not look back

I always find Bridges fascinating. Each one encompasses three main phases of life: beginning, ending and in-between. Some bridges we cross for a temporary purpose and we cross back after we have fulfilled that purpose. Some bridges we cross but never intend to return. Some we cross at predictable regular intervals like the crossing is … Continue reading sometimes we cross a bridge and do not look back

how fleeting is evanescence?

How short or fleeting is the time span of Evanescence ? Can anyone give a definition in exact measurement? I encountered this question when visiting an old abandoned/transformed mining town. How short is short? We just cannot tell. For the miners who used to live there during boom time, some might have thought the precious … Continue reading how fleeting is evanescence?