Photograhed by Momiji
Sunlight streams
Leaf peeping
Orange tints
Bare boughs, bald moments
The sap of life
Remembered beginnings
Opened secrets
A mystery wrapped in an enigma
Winter’s solace
Kind peace in solstice’s afterglow
Liberty in eternal beauty
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Written by Brenda L. McCartney
Photographed by Helen Sweeting
Every week for an hour I sit in an area of where a thin, almost like a dead stick looking tree grows. Occasionally I take a glance at a tall woody tree in the same area. I am told that there is a beautiful flower that only blooms at night on the tree. The name is night-blooming cereus, Queen of the night or Reina de la noche. They bloom just one or two nights a year. The photo provides such beautiful view of this flower that seeing it is a literal high that delights.
The flower can be comparable to the monotony of working hard or possibly the pursuit of academia there is so much going on before the final bloom of a job well done or a graduation day. When we see the results of a long process it gives such a high and provides sustenance. The bloom of our lives may perhaps be a relationship with our family and friends especially when they are no longer with us – we realize the beauty that they created.
High Bloom
On single stem
Such tricky balance
An opening point
The pulse of the night
Blend of the shift
Bursting onto the world
Reserved like Jane Austen’s Bright Star
The bloom mutes
Graced by the truer romantic
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Poem Written by Brenda L. McCartney
Photographed by G. Bowater
Untamed emotions
Weave into
Tantalizing anticipation
The lost of self
Beguiling between thoughts
Achingly perfect
Unfathomable beauty
Pink smiles of bougainvillea
Lofty clandestine escapes
Burst of brilliance
Heart soar embracing knotted secrets
Melting with inspiring pleasure
Under inky skies on shady terrace
Overlooking aquamarine seas
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Poem Written by Brenda L. McCartney
The passion of your influence
The feel of beauty
The synthesis of your anonymity
Such a frightening intimacy
Your pink like flesh
Conjures images
From the markets of Europe
To the shores of the Caribbean Sea
Your sweet ripeness
Captures, electrify thee.
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Poem Written by Brenda L. McCartney
Photographed by Susan Koster
I’ve been to a few places that seem no different than places that I have been to before. On the other hand some places give me a feeling that causes me to instantly fall in love with that particular location. Some places make me wish that I could purchase it right away because it resembles ‘a piece of heaven on earth’. There is nothing more peaceful to me as hearing the waves beat against the rocks. The rough ocean, for me, allows me to meditate on beauty, humanity and the enduring power nature.
Recently I flew over an island, the waters were tranquil and the turquoise waters seemed to whisper to me. The entire northern part of the island has a very rugged coastline which the locals refer to as “da nort side.” It took Columbus three days to coast this 60 mile shore. I am surprised that he did not just anchor his boat and build a home there.
He could have raised a few sheep and could have been the first to taste another mouth watering delight that I experienced on this island – “ Long Island mutton.
Turquoise water
Hear its burst of energy nearby
The rich coral rock glistens
as I sit and hunt the ocean
my thoughts where beauty lies
suspended, mellow
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Poem by Brenda L. McCartney
© 2011 McCartney House
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