Burano, Venice
the final frontier
is it space or politics
captain kirk may know
Venice Haiku
Lost in Venice on Christmas
Pate, Italian bread, and love
Life can throw curveballs
Aroma of heat
Pastel colours fill the air
Not a soul in sight
colours become bright
as foghorns become laughter
the day’s catch glistens
New Year’s Eve Seville
2026 arrives
one grape at a time
*venezia*
gondolas bridges
the piazza san marco
and squid ink pasta
~jcw
out of winter on
instincts and air currents
Monarchs go south
Hues of colors speak
If the walls inside could talk
Bright and bold it keeps
FTG🧡
a burst of color
greets me with vivacity
under mid-day sun
If you never leave home
How can you know it is real
The world is waiting Go!
New foreign places
Shining bright and colorful
Still, home draws us back.
the final frontier
is it space or politics
captain kirk may know
Venice Haiku
Lost in Venice on Christmas
Pate, Italian bread, and love
Life can throw curveballs
Aroma of heat
Pastel colours fill the air
Not a soul in sight
colours become bright
as foghorns become laughter
the day’s catch glistens
New Year’s Eve Seville
2026 arrives
one grape at a time
New Year’s Eve Seville
2026 arrives
one grape at a time
*venezia*
gondolas bridges
the piazza san marco
and squid ink pasta
~jcw
out of winter on
instincts and air currents
Monarchs go south
Hues of colors speak
If the walls inside could talk
Bright and bold it keeps
FTG🧡
a burst of color
greets me with vivacity
under mid-day sun
If you never leave home
How can you know it is real
The world is waiting Go!
New foreign places
Shining bright and colorful
Still, home draws us back.