Summer is black in sunless sloughs;
shadows haunt, glaring, ghostly eyes
Hidden rivers reach through the vines;
Cloaked in mist, the traveler sighs
Forgotten dreams slumber and wait;
this mad season must find its end
Fluttering lanterns, fireflies glow
and bear witness to trees of gold


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Photo: St-Dunstan-in-the-East, London, c.b.w. 2006
Words: c.b.w. 2014



Philosopher’s stone,
heavy with wisdom
No magic answers,
or fountain of youth
Rather a witness
to all that’s been lost

Sit and contemplate
the path to the truth
A breath lights the way,
one choice sets the course
Wait not a moment,
to start the journey


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Photo:  Great Mosque, Xi’an, China, c.b.w. 2005
Words: c.b.w. 2014



Gathered beneath
a tick-tock sky
Strangers by name,
friends on the street

Blue in the face,
stiff upper lip
Cobblestone seats,
warm with the sun

Evening show
takes center stage
The players speak
unwritten lines

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Photo: Covent Garden, London, c.b.w. 2005
Words: c.b.w. 2014
Inspiration: Covent Garden is often the stage for street performers and is always full of people. Between performances and people watching, there’s never a dull moment.