No explanation for this poem, just watching the Mediterranean Sea and the wind and pondering…
Tag: Travel
The Sea Tastes of Serenity
“Boredom is the feeling that everything is a waste of time; serenity, that nothing is.” – Thomas S. Szasz Yassas! Informal “hello” in Greek. I am looking at the Mediterranean Sea as I write this and thinking about serenity. Also I am trying to remember why I didn’t want to take this trip. The reason…
Ready, Set, Believe
I wrote this poem after we had spent half a day with Tamara, our Russian guide, in Moscow touring the Kremlin, Red Square, Lenin’s Tomb, and the Russian Crown Jewels.
More Than the Grains of Sand…
That’s me on the beach this morning, intrigued with the sand and water in South Beach, Miami. Right. Well, maybe I looked like this a few years ago. But my husband and I did walk on the beach this morning at sunrise, and it was glorious. Well, he ran on the beach and I walked. Really I resisted just…
If I Only Lived in Italy…
If I only lived in Italy, this is how it would be… Medaggio by Leonard Wren This would be my house and daily view.
haiku: random thoughts on south america
Brazil ************************* Cock-a-doodle doo! Roosters declare to the world sun’s up in Brazil. ************************** Rich in penthouses; poor under the bridges. All nations are the same. *************************** Hand-hewn cobblestones old world traditions remain today’s foundations. **************************
Brazilian Cuisine!
Filet mignon and fresh vegetables prepared over an open flame. Our hosts picked us up at noon and took us to a local restaurant near to our hotel. This is not the Chuhascarria, with the meat on the long skewers. We will go there tomorrow. This food is cooked over an open fire and served…
The True Treasure of Travel
View from our hotel in Brazil We flew yesterday from Buenos Aires to Rio de Janero–a three hour flight. We had an hour layover in Rio but could not deplane. Fine. That made four hours in the plane. Then we flew to Bel Horizonte, another hour flight, but we we were turned away because of inclement…
Silver River in Buenos Aires
We took a leisurely boat ride down the Silver River today. We had planned on going all the way to Uruguay, but there has been some political unrest. Our hosts decided against it. Never mind. It was still a glorious day. I will post pictures later. I am too tired. Tomorrow we will fly to…
Leaning on the Stars
Leaning on the Stars Writers are strange creatures. Who can explain the impulse to write or tell when it will come–or worse–when it will go? We are leaving for the airport in about 20 minutes, and this poem came to my mind. It would be so easy to skip this trip, to enjoy the first of the holidays…
Bonnie Saul Wilks 