blue days, blue daze

Music credit : Indigo One (Solo) by Ottmar LiebertFrom the album Fete(Used with artist’s permission) Copyright © 2022 Lisana.Blog All Rights Reserved

colour field art

colour, side-by-side anticipating being discovered waiting for their beauty to be seen by another. but then again, aren’t we all? Copyright © 2022 Lisana.Blog All Rights Reserved

afternoon breeze

heat vibrates off the rooftops, the  river; it shimmers on my skin we hide                 inside this old house reading,                eating the only thing there is – Knorr pasta sauce from a packet but on perfectly cooked pasta then              a late afternoon breeze pays a visit riding a horse of buttery sunshine we…

light

sun,            light filtering through Copyright © 2022Lisana.BlogAll Rights Reserved

one-two-three…

This is his favourite time of the day – anticipating the moment the shutters of the neighbouring house open.  It’s always dark next door.  Since he’s been back, he’s never seen her turn lights on. He wonders yet again how she gets around at night. He rests his cup down and adjusts his chair. He’s…

the fence

My whole life I’ve wondered about the man beyond grandmother’s fence. What’s he like? What hides behind his wooden door?Is his furniture dusty? Is that blue-gray cat, I sometimes see, allowed to sit on the furniture? Now, I’m at his door. I’ve often imagined this day but now it’s here, my feet are heavy. I…

seen and unseen

Maybe it was time to move, she thought. But go where? Everything was better before that restaurant arrived downstairs – before those umbrellas popped open. Had they even gotten permission to string them across the street like that – blocking everyone’s view? The restaurant came, and now carrying her heavy shopping bags to her 2nd…

the croissant

Tucked in a back alley, running parallel to the main road was where she worked.  Here, she’d just graduated from Dishwasher to Deep Fryer. Into the fryer she dipped countless Snickers bars, the most popular item on the sticky, plastic-covered menus, sandwiched between the mustard and ketchup squeeze bottles. She hated the deep fryer.  Despite…

green daze

It’ll be a green day, I told myself as I set out on a walk to Alfama, the oldest neighbourhood in Lisbon.   William Burroughs apparently called this a “colour walk”.  But I do it a little differently from what he recommended because I use a camera.  Here’s how I go about it.  After I step…