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Out the window

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “On the Way.”

No matter how many plane journeys have passed, looking out the window and being utterly and completely captured by the beauty of the skies is something that never loses its magic. Maybe it’s the Heavenly clouds, or the rainbow of colors, or the sun behind the clouds exuding the perfect glow, the beaming lights of the city below against the dark skies, maybe it’s the thought of defying gravity and nearing the stars, or simply the liberating feeling of being far removed from problems and concerns and being rapt in momentary peace. Whatever it is, this is an “on the way” moment that sure holds my gaze.

 April, 2015. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
On the descend towards Houston, Texas.
April, 2015. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
March, 2015. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
Leaving the beautiful country of Costa Rica.
March, 2015. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
 March, 2015. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
Flying amongst the clouds.
March, 2015. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

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Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
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“Enveloped”

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Enveloped.”

Enveloped buds, awaiting a bloom. May, 2015. Brownsville, Texas, U.S.A. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
Enveloped buds, awaiting a bloom.
May, 2015. Brownsville, Texas, U.S.A. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

Draped with love,

Held tightly to nurture the life within,

In a hard casing that fits like a glove,

Although it appears to be thin.

Many a Moon passes, Sun scorches, Rain pours, Winds challenge,

Steadfast the bonds remain,

Bearing no damage,

In an envelope until life ruptures absent pain.

– Surely, Sherley

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Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

This Enchanting Night

May, 2015. Brownsville, Texas, U.S.A. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
May, 2015. Brownsville, Texas, U.S.A. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

To all you fellow hopeless romantics, who’d sooner part with slumber than miss a rain filled thundery night, hope you enjoy this ode:

It’s a warm summer night,

Under the veil of dusk I write.

The sound of thunder echo through the darkness,

The flickering of lightening reveal the hidden.

Thick storm of clouds blanket this gloom,

Drop by drop spills, the rain.

A faint glimmer of light sheds, the street lamp,

Through the window I gaze upon this sight.

Not a soul wanders outside,

All cozily nestled from nature’s charm.

The dawn is yet hours away,

This night makes its presence known.

Slumber has been chased away,

Can’t much miss to lay upon its arms,

When the magic of this night has me bound.

Surely, Sherley

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Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

A Sunflower and The Bee

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
May, 2015. Brownsville, Texas, U.S.A. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

In a hustle n’ bustle the world spins around,

Tis’ no matter for this Bee n’ his flower,

Sun blazin’, or rain pourin’ with thunder’s sound,

Without the nectar he takes no cover.

Buzz, Buzz, from flower to flower he jumps,

Pavin’ way for yet more flowers to sprout,

Even as I near to catch a glimpse,

In his goal he stays so devout.

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

The Caribbean Sunrise

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014. The Caribbean sunrise.

A winding path lies before,

A river’s bends it wore.

The journey started slows for none,

the sands of time fall one by one.

Each step creates a ripple,

Changing the course of fate a little.

The inner voice served as guide,

But a vision did it rarely provide.

What laid ahead remained unknown,

Amidst the dusk loomed the dawn.

The fire within raged ablaze,

Keen to clear the daze.

In the chase to see the end,

The present has condemned.

The moment that is passing by,

is saying its last goodbye.

Standing firmer on the ground,

Unveiled an image so profound.

The sight that bore before,

Revealed a glowing shore.

Lost in the charm ahead,

Tears conveyed the unsaid.

For once the haste ceased to be,

The heart broke free.

Basked in the warmth of the Sun,

The weight of the world becomes undone.

The chorus of the birds beam,

At the emerging of the sea bream.

The swooshing rhythm of waves abound,

the voice within calmly drowned.

Standing before this foaming sea,

Waters blue,

and I, anew.

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.