Photographer By Day, Novelist By Night

It is week forty-four of 100 Word Wednesday, and here is the photo and my response. 🙂 If you’d like to join in, just click the link! 😉

Image Credit Brevitē

Photographer at heart
Was almost ready to depart,
I’d gathered the supplies.

Cameras, film, and a backpack,
Going old school, memories taking me back,
Traveling to the airport, almost makes me cry.

Going to many exotic places,
Where I’ll see many faces –
That is all well and good,

But I do not want to explore,
I want to be home more,
In my own neighborhood!

Is that really so bad?
That right now, traveling makes me sad?
That in pajamas I want to stay?

And crash on the sofa and vent,
Especially during this event,
Trying to write a novel in only thirty days!

#NaNoWriMo

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As The Tropical Vacation Ends

It’s week 30 of 100 Word Wednesday, and here is the photo and my response. 🙂 If you’d like to join in, just click the link! 😉

I’m on a tropical vacation
Fruit drink elation
In an island nation.

Sipping by the seaside
Watching the tide
Oh, I must confide,

This relaxes the tired and weary.
And days become bleary,
Then eyes become teary

As I realize that the conclusion
Is nearing its completion.
Reality clears my vision

As I down the last little flute
Say bye to grapefruit,
Reality slowly dilutes…

It seems like I arrive and then blink
Glass empty of drink,
Then it’s time to think…

Of saying to this paradise, “Shalom!”
Of going back to sweet home…
And greeting the garden gnome.

Distant Coasts

This is week sixteen of 100 Word Wednesday, and here is the photo and my response. 🙂 If you’d like to join in, just click the link! 😉

Just made it before the deadline this week. **whew** XD

I am on a boat, floating in the bay,
I look asunder to see a well-known quay,
“Welcome Home!” but I’m not here to stay.
This is not my home anymore.

Home is that place when you depart,
You miss and wish with all the heart,
To return; but I am bitter and tart.
I push away from the familiar shore.

Some call this home and that is fine,
It is just not for me, it is not mine,
For distant coasts and adventures, I pine.
I stretch the sails and on the oceans, I soar!