Quadrille: Dream Waves


black whippet with an orange ball chasing waves on seashore


words can barely capture dreams
whose wings caress the dawn

the world has so much beauty still
it wants to show us more

we are here to chase the waves
in shades of turquoise blue

our gratitude spills over
when blessings feel this true

Β© Xenia Tran


blue whippet with a pink ball leaping over tidal sands

We wish you all a very happy Monday and a wonderful new week!

With love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx


Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.

Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, setting: Outdoor Action, 1/800 s.


dVerse Poets Quadrille #38: Dreams

Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge: Elemental


Author: whippetwisdom

The stories, poems and photographs on this blog are the original creative work of Xenia Tran. Inspired by life in the Scottish Highlands and in awe of nature she gives voice to the wisdom of her adopted and fostered whippets.

75 thoughts on “Quadrille: Dream Waves”

  1. Happy Monday, Xenia! I hope the week has got off to a good start for you. I love the gentle cadence of your poem – it moves like the ‘waves / in shades of turquoise blue’.

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    1. Thank you my FRiEnD and lovely to see you here ☺ I was over at your ‘Every Prophecy takes a Thousand Pictures’ last night and the tab crashed a few times. I got as far as you being on the ‘high tide side of roaring waves of fun’ which made me laugh and made the screen jump back to the beginning. I will attempt and read some more if our broadband can cope with your breath of words over the weekend β˜ΊπŸ’– xxx

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      1. SMiLes.. mY FriEnd Xenia.. a little slow
        this morning for our Internet went
        down at home.. hEhe.. perhaps then
        ‘Every Prophecy takes a Thousand
        Pictures’ blew it up.. hAha.. even
        though it only has a little
        over 500 Hundred
        Photos.. i checked
        to see if i could
        get even faster
        Interent Service to
        Upload more pictures but
        sadly as they fixed what i have..
        they said.. sorry Fred.. no more in “Moore’s
        Terms”.. we’ve fallen behind you again.. hehex2..
        AnyWay.. as you might iMaGiNe i AM able to give
        And share MoST of mY Philosophy of Life now today
        with customer service technician Lisa complimenting
        me on my ‘Nice British Accent’ while i complimented
        her on her Indian one that turned out to be Asian now
        with little old me hailing and helling from Deep South..
        Panhandle LA Lower Alabama FL wHeRe i speed pass local voices
        born and raised here.. too.. anyWay.. i’m so glad my service went down
        for only aNoTHeR opportunity to connect to a living breathing
        Human Being.. so interested in
        life as i am now.. and of
        course you too
        mY friEnd
        as a
        place worth
        Living thaT CaN and
        wHo WiLL be so very happy
        as we JoiN Hands iB LiGhT aLL NoW
        as Global Citizens of the Species Human iN
        such Loving Potential we have and give and
        share when fully lit up with Love in MoVinG
        CoNNecTinG CreaTinG WaYs iN Hands Holding of Hugging Words
        And even eyes and ears that say i feel and sense you IN PERSON.
        Anyway as you LiKeLY kNoW FeeL anD SeNSE
        now i am
        a rambling
        blog anyWay
        on the road as you
        oPen the Doors to me
        as i will Do with anyone
        And give them all the potential
        Love i Can and WiLL MusTeR aS iMaGiNaTioN and
        Creativity FReED beYOnd iNFiNiTy mY FriEnd Xenia
        LoVE eVer GroWiNG OcEAN wHOle MoRe..
        And NoW it’s almost
        MaGiCaL as whenever
        i write poetry to you
        there is a British
        as the
        voice within..
        but it’s more like
        i am listening as what
        i Might iMagine your Voice
        to be from Scotland.. or perhaps
        it’s my genetic Memory from over
        tHeRE too.. never the less it is MaGiC i LoVe even more..
        this voice inside does not match at all what i look like on the outside..
        Seen iN
        Letter pAges..:)

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      2. Thank you my FRiEnD, it is so good to believe in ‘such Loving Potential we have and give and share when fully lit up with Love in MoVinG CoNNecTinG CreaTinG WaYs iN Hands Holding of Hugging Words’ :o) It is lovely that Lisa thought you had a nice British accent and that you think I have a Scottish one ;o) When I first came to the UK I was surrounded by Irish people and learned to speak like them. Over the years my accent has changed gradually and perhaps there is now a Scottish tune in there somewhere too ;o) xxx

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      3. I was born in The Netherlands, to a Dutch father (with Frisian and French ancestry) and German mother (with Swiss, German, Polish, Czech and Hungarian branches of the family). Many members of my family married someone of another nationality, myself included. A late great-aunt of mine married an Irish American in California too ;o) xxx

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  2. Delightful writing that captures the sense of joy of being in the now which animals can so easily bring…they can charge about the beach oblivious to the politics of hate spilling over in the world. If only our leaders were like your dogs.

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