Poetic Shutterbug

Serene majesty rests at op lotus flower throne. His bronze elegance adorns the Lantau sky. Facing North a mountain peak on earthly ground the temple of heaven. Right hand raised affliction begone! Left hand rest a gesture of giving. Serene in stature overseer of peace worshipped by mortals and immortals bearing fruit. A massive stone symbol human of spirit energy of life they offer praise. Climbing step after step warmed by his smile captivated by his eyes humbled by his presence. A hypnotic fog emanates around him as visitors encircle and offer prayers. Hours entranced in a spiritual kinship with him, tranquility occupies my spirit.

The December cold warms me when I reminisce year after year our painting memories on the quiet canvas of the Winter snow together.

Jazz Climax - For Sony Holland The room hauntingly still with mosaic tiles staring down upon the audience. Pink and red lights glare like the eye of a storm pouncing across the stage. Lights dim and the music begins. Ebony and ivory notes meld with the pounding crescendo of drums. Hot sax man plays it high and low while the bass hovers a musical fog. And the introduction! Thunderous applause echoes while the star rises to the occasion. To the nines, dressed Out Of This World and the spotlight dull in comparison to her beauty. Her voice soft, smooth velvet whispers shower the room in vocal elegance. Lyrical reverberations echo beyond the stage and the room full with sultry innocence the sass and class monogamy. Piano man sets the tone tickling each key to perfection. At Last! As the song goes… Sensual bluesy rhythms fuel the senses with hot anticipation while the audience swoons in wild adulation as rhythmic beats rise and heighten...

Greet the day Serene in essence Clothed in light Warmed in heart Bound in spirit Enlightened.

A twilight canvas barren of light prelude to the masterpiece hovers unseen upon desolate skies waiting to be fashioned. Out of darkness they emerge white winged choreographers painting circles and breeding life. Seagulls at Night soar faithfully indiscriminately a free form phenomenon.

Dancing waves ebb and flow to nature's percussion as I silently become entranced in aqueous vibrato pulsating gently softly caressing nocturnal rhythms.

At dusk a quiet silence rests over the fading sunset shadowed by auburn hues. Darkness awakens like a whisper with ease embracing the horizon. The moon takes place among the stars on a higher domain. Until dawn the quiet passes with solace and solemn regard.

Red Lanterns Oh, how they kiss the winds With a cultural embrace. A harmonious balance Alights the promenade Feng Shui. An escape to tradition A journey of peace And silent affirmation. The cleansing of spirit and home, Red Lanterns Await the dawn Of the Lunar New Year. Gong Xi Fa Cai!