Sketchbook  Photographs by A. D. Winans, US     1

 

A Photo Essay

 

Homeless Child

 

Betty Kaplan, US little man you'll find there will be more for you then what you now see

 

 

Free Verse A. D. Winans, US Searching eyes take in the landscape Eyes like periscopes surveying the unknown Safe in his mother's arms A mosaic tapestry of magical wonder awaiting the journey into the unknown Two intricate threads Mother and son as one Spun from the loom of the womb

 

 

Karina Klesko, US chasing after fluffy clouds what does one see in a flower of an untilled field?

 

 

Free Verse Gerry Bravi, CA Lens seeking lens Seeing only as you or I can see How diverse the images on our film But each so multiply exposed that none can fathom what gave them birth

 

 

Cinquain John Daleiden, US I Went To The Fair . . . Along the Byways The Fair: a wondrous world— the famous, rich, and poor, like Richard Corey walk through streets and see the sights without insight; the rose without perfume, a plastic imitation, false— is dead. Rainbows without color are like an acid rain feeding death with every embrace of love. the child watches and waits for our hand— a tabula rasa

 

 

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