Home of Keats and Shelley, with views of the Non-Catholic Cemetery in Rome.
People gather together - Friends, family and maybe strangers, too, like autumn leaves, on the ground. Behind each visage, within each beating heart, lie dreams, fears in life and death - and loss. Loved ones are reminisced, and tears fall, while the void of loneliness is filled. Time stands still, like it does, for fallen [...]
The gray, white, fluffy clouds hang low in the baby blue sky. The constant moon glows, and shines, high overhead. The trees bursting with buds incline this way and that, like a pregnant woman ready to give birth. The bunny rabbit scurries under the dark olive bush wagging its white cotton tail. The street light [...]
The snow was all around today, The trees laden, of white fluffy stuff, emerged in the gray blue sky. There was a chill in the air. No birds were singing. The sound of shovels could be heard. The tread of feet crunched in the snow paved drive, Taking care of early morning rise. The day [...]
Made a journey down a winding road, to see an old friend and a dog named Luna. Near the coast we stayed. We listened to the not so distant waves come and go, in a rhythmic way. The smell of salt was in the air. The next morning, on a walk at the beach, the [...]
Made a journey down a winding road, to see an old friend, and a dog named Luna. Near the ocean we stayed, watching the waves, come and go. On the morning walk with the dogs at the beach, the tilting fence glistened in the sun, with sand at her feet, and budding rose bushes of [...]