A variety of visual options appear on this page including a two-minute video of our Amtrak trip, a visit to two gorgeous gardens, and pictures taken through an Amtrak window. (The second part of a two part series. The poems for this month are 2 Short Narratives and Unknown Worth.
This page was originally – Issue 8: Sunday, September 29, 2019 (217th Issue)
Two Poems: 2 Short Narratives and Unknown Worth (includes a poetical video)
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Opening Comments from Bob
This Page: Our pictorial travel takes us on a variety of events including a two-minute video of our Amtrak trip and Part 2, pictures of Oregon, and a visit to two gorgeous Seattle gardens. (Since the Oregon pictures were shot through a window, there is some degradation in quality.) There are also two miscellaneous shots taken in Midway. The poems for this month are 2 Short Narratives and Unknown Worth. (Enjoy the video that accompanies the second poem.)
Enjoy a collage of pictures and one sideshow of two beautiful gardens in Seattle, The Sheila’s (Tucker) Garden and Birrell Family Garden in Seattle. What is amazing is that both gardens were done by individuals and are considered private. In short, they were done simply for their pleasure. Due to the efforts of Ellen who knows the owners, we were allowed to visit them. One observation we made about Seattle is that it could be called the "Floral City."
Two Poems this Month
2 Short Narratives
#1
Rain, storms not a friend of airlines.
Delays and moans heard at Gate B10.
Flash floods add another warning.
It is a long walk to Salt Lake City.
I guess I will wait. and write a short narrative.
#2
Sixty-eight minutes have passed at B10.
Moans have become groans.
A stroll to Salt Lake City appears more appealing.
After all, what is 1254 miles!
Wait! I think I will wait.
At hundred and two minutes, now boarding.
Comments: A bit of humor written during a frustrating time in the Denver airport, trying to get home.
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Unknown Worth
Twirling, twirling so dizzy.
My short life has passed too quickly.
What use am I spinning in the wind?
The poet watches the lone leaf dance, spin, and sway, suspended by a lone thread.
He marvels, intrigued by the beauty of Nature’s ballet.
Comments: This poem has a much deeper meaning than what appears on the surface. We never fully know whom we touch. The video on the right helps clarify..
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This gentleman recently retired and is from Quebec. I talked with him at length during our Amtrak trip. He is planning to ride across Canada, similar to a feat he did thirteen years ago.
Ed and Ellen were our hosts during our stay in Seattle. Ed was my college roommate and best man at my wedding and I at his. We had a jovial time to put it mildly.
To fully understand the meaning of the second poem, you should watch the video. I filmed it during a recent outdoor musical event.
Enjoy the beauty of pictures taken at two privately owned gardens in Seattle.
A brief sideshow of the gardens. Worth 67 seconds of your time.
The pictures below of Oregon were taken from the train. The one immediately below was taken
as we crossed the Columbia River into Washington..
Anthony's Beach Cafe, Seattle, WA: If you enjoy seafood
and eating along the water, you can't beat this restaurant.
It is always busy. You will have less wait time if you eat early, e.g. dinner at 4 P.M. This was our second visit
there. Just as good as the first time when it was listed as
a recommendation three years ago.
