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Seduction & Release


My senses, my perceptions, borne by intuition

want, no crave, to gaze upon

that beauty that calls for recognition.

Such is the euphoria that causes me to don

the garb, to encounter that perfection

and throw the line, to seek that connection.

Oh what exhilaration I feel

when I turn on the reel.

The art has been applied for seduction

and the release has been given in admiration. 

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A Photo, Suggestive of What?

Last Light (by SwittersB)

I took this photograph several years ago. It is below Harpham Flats on the Deschutes River. At the time, the significance of the photograph for me was sun going over the canyon rim and what that portends to the steelhead fisherman….positive possibilities of a take now that the sun is off the water.

Years later, I took the same photo and cast a new meaning to it, for my Aunt’s funeral memorial slide show I put together.

Last Light (by SwittersB)

Now, the photograph had a different meaning for me when I used it in the slide show. The ending, the last light of life, the growing darkness yet beauty still evident. Now I could have left the text out of the presentation and it would have easily still suggested the same thing given the totality of circumstances. I opted for the more positive touch of a loving salutation.

Yes, the photograph suggests many things depending upon the moment in time.





Anne’s ( shed challenge )

This post is for the challenge (The Shed) by Anne Sikes Please play along at:


seeing holes from the roof and walls

kept sight of my feet to stop all falls

Clive the cat ,  standing at my feet

renewed my courage for things I’d meet.

walking in further and took a look ,

what was this, it  looked like a book

I grabbed and opened it, was set back in glee

for I was holding my own family tree.

something of value that couldn’t be bought

for generations to come it now will be sought

the old shed was here for years standing sound

taking care for this presence to some day be found


July 4th challenge submitted by Clive the cat

July 4th to me

walking in smells , sounds

hovering close to the ground

sly cat strut , from person to person

stopping at everyone A through Woodson

rubbing and feeding I’m getting it all

eating so much I barely can crawl

July 4th is for people and cats related

Independence Day for me is long-awaited

Please remember to like , comment and share ..Thanks …Clive the Cat


Clive the cats homesick entry (weekly challenge)

the night slow and silent

storm loud and violent

Clive was hidden under a car

in the distance he stared at a star

Cleo he knew was pacing at home

worried of late maybe she’d roam

Clive and Cleo shared the same heart

in love they were  , couldn’t pull them apart

Clive couldn’t stand being caught in the storm

homesick he was , as he tried to stay warm

he called out for Cleo , but had no return

not to travel far away , soon he would learn


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