Puente Poetry: Walkway to the Light

a blue and white whippet in a pink winter jacket climbing a wooden walkway in the dunes
a blue and white whippet in a pink winter jacket pausing on top of wooden steps towards the beach

on the weathered wooden walkway
marram grass bursts through the slats
birds rest on the handrails
human hands no longer touch

~ structures built to help us ~

are smoothed by wind and rain
the last two years have taught us
to seek the light again
where natural kindness rises

Β© Xenia Tran

pink light between purple clouds at dusk over the Moray Firth

Wishing you all a happy Monday and a peaceful new week,

with love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx

Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.

PI Poetry Prompt: Structure

Weekend Sky #53

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 two adopted whippets Eivor and Pearl.

46 thoughts on “Puente Poetry: Walkway to the Light”

    1. Thank you so much for your kind words dear Mike! We have always given the animals we adopted a new name, in case they have any negative associations with a name from their previous life, and this helps them make a fresh start. We chose Eivor and Pearl as they are names we had come across before and thought they suited the dogs’ personalities. Eivor is a Norse name originally, meaning ‘gift’ and ‘Pearl’ reminded me of a lovely greyhound girl I looked after when volunteering at a shelter πŸΎπŸ’›πŸΎ

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      1. Thanks, Xenia, for the informative and endearing background on the names. I have so much respect for people who work with animals and want to say thank you for your volunteer service. It’s truly heartwarming and bespeaks of a wonderful soul. I’m sure Eivor and Pearl are beyond happy with you in their lives. πŸ™‚

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      2. Aww thank you kindly dear Mike. I’ve always enjoyed helping the animals at the shelter and they give so much back. It’s very rewarding and Eivor and Pearl are the kindest souls we could have wished for πŸ€—πŸ•

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    1. Aww thank you so much for your kind words dear Anne, we hope so too. Wishing you a wonderful week in the sun and please give sweet Biasini a big pat from us all πŸ€—πŸ§‘πŸ΄ xxx

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  1. SMiLes Dear Xenia A Small
    Flame Shines Brightest in

    DarK Big Rooms

    The Last Two Years
    Have Surely Produced Newer
    Poetry Fires By Many ThiS Way
    Art Flames Lighting DarK Rooms

    With SMiLes
    That LiGHT

    Hope As LoVE
    Through DarKesT
    Days TRuE iN LiGHT..:)

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words dear Fred and the depth of poetry that has been created over the last two years is truly special ✍ Wishing you happy writing too and much love to you and Katrina from all of us here πŸ€—πŸ’–πŸ•

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  2. Such beautiful poetry and yes, may we seek the light again. Such tranquil words, with peacefulness. May you all have a wonderful week with Eivor and Pearl. I’ve read in the comments how they got their names, so sweet!! Bless you for all you do at the shelter for these wonderful animals, my heart melts! ❀️🐾πŸ₯°πŸ€©πŸ’ž

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    1. Aww thank you so much for your kind words dear Diana 🌺 Wishing you a wonderful week with your loved ones too πŸ’– and please give sweet Chloe and Murphy a big pat from us all πŸ€—πŸ§‘πŸ΄ xxx

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  3. Lovely, Xenia. Pretty in pink – can I assume that is Pearl? It always looks so peaceful on your beach and a nice place to take a walk (run, if you’re a whippet) and contemplate the day. Sending hugs and love. πŸ™‚

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words dear Mary and yes, it’s Pearl in her pink winter coat πŸΎπŸ’—πŸΎ It’s a lovely beach for walking, running and meditation too. Wishing you a wonderful day and much love to you and sweet Gibbs from all of us here πŸ€—πŸ’–πŸˆ xxx

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  4. birds rest on the handrails
    human hands no longer touch

    Nature always finds a way, with or without us because we may consider ourselves the dominant one but we are certainly not the only one!

    Thank you so much for sharing these wonderful thought and sky captures with my challenge, Xenia πŸ™‚

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