Duwamish Bay

I found the red caped woman in Duwamish. She sells primroses of bright colors that remind me of pick-up sticks.

A scalloped sign hangs below her kitchen window, framed in red gingham curtains -

~Primroses for Sale~

Carnival

 

Masks

Purposely not idenifiable

I wear a mask

like the face of a clock

tick tock, tick tock

The extra layer

another surface

of expression

cosmetic and covering

is the facade.

Isle of Prey

Event One

‘Permission to come aboard, Sir.’- my memory is clear on this, now an older man, half a century old. It haunts my dreams of sailing great ships and is always the way the dreams begin. Once aboard the nightmares set off with the sailing ship on a warm night in dense fog.

The Unarranged Flower

*** This poem and collage is inspired from day eleven of the Advent Calendar

The Unarranged Flower

An arch of colors surrounds the reflection of a man

they call  the unarranged flower.

by Patricia

The Bath House

On the road to the Alluvial Mine are many places to stop. I had imagined quaint, tiny shops full of bric-a-brac, colored tissue paper for wrapping and quirky cards to fill the emptiness purchasing can sometimes fill. Paper money is not found on this journey, and most certainly not the goal of the shop keeper in this far away land filled with mystery.

There is a stone house, …

Mapping the Heart

At a photo storage site, (within the modern marvels of the world wide web) called ‘picture trail’ there is an added attraction called ‘photo flicks’. There are twenty-seven different types to be exact, with names such as: slow slide, peel mirror, and bobble heads, to name a few. The ‘photo flick’ that caught my attention, actually mesmerized me is called ‘rotating glass’   …