Seeking tranquility, time out from the hustle
Afternoon respite inside the cathedral
Flames of lit candles flicker to whispered prayers
Through the murmur came a small voice
“Dear God, please look after grandpa”
A prayer and a plea reverberates through the cool, dim stillness
A Quadrille (44 word poem) with the use of the word ‘Murmur’
I love this door. It’s not an old door. It’s a new door imitating an old one. It caught my attention while I was driving, so I pulled over to photograph it. There was a gate and I was trying not get the rails in the shot. And out came a young man who asked me if I wanted to come in. We talked about his door. He proudly stated that his door was influenced by his grandmother. He loved the old look of it. Another thing that made it truly stand out was that it was in an area that couldn’t be more congested. A gem!
There is an energy here in Brooklyn. Its palpable. People from Manhattan are moving across the Brooklyn Bridge in droves. Even with this latest surge, neighborhoods still feel like villages.
This is a place where a different neighborhoods can mean different cultures and flavors. Or, one of every restaurant can be found in the same neighborhood. But this can be said of all of NYC.
In my neighborhood, we are at the water’s edge. There is a pier, sunsets and sunrises are spectular here. We have a nature preserve which is sort of an inlet of the waters from the Atlantic Ocean. It hosts tall grass and different types of wildlife. I’ve seen seaguls, ergrets and mallards, a photographers paradise.
But the great thing about living here is that everything is at your fingertips. People come to NYC for museum visits, broadway shows and the sights. Mostly, we just go to work and go about our lives. But…it’s all at our fingertips should we choose to part take.