Sending you all some happy rays of Southern California sunshine. ☀️
A photo share:



















Photos ©️2024 Tanya Cliff
A photo share:



















Photos ©️2024 Tanya Cliff
Distant…
Hands long for the warmth of flesh
to touch
to hold
to love
The torn social fabric
Covers our mouths
Shielding us
From
Each
Other
This day, too, shall pass—
it always does—
not fast enough for most,
far too quickly for some…
We Mourn
Like doves, tossed in the storm,
Like sheep, led to the slaughter,
Like lone wolves…
Distant…
We howl at the insensitive moon.
It waxes.
It wanes.
It cycles.
We will sort through the carnage—
we always do—
and comfort each other
touch
hold
love
And mend the social fabric
Breathe the fresh air
And Celebrate…
a
…pandemic, DISTANT
©️2020 Tanya Cliff

Back from the dead
The tomb did not consume
I am being dramatic
It was just an MRI
It felt like a tomb,
except for the meditation music
I could have selected Alternative Rock
Is there a Spotify playlist across the River Styx?
What tunes comfort that lonely sail?
I don’t know; it was just an MRI
You enter an MRI breast scan face-down,
midsection supported by a narrow bar, breasts—
one still bruised from biopsy—dangling,
Don’t move, for 45 minutes
It is uncomfortable
I am not being dramatic
Technicians cover your eyes with a warm cloth before you enter,
pipe music through headphones
to distract you
from the loud bangs, clicks, whirs
of the mechanical tomb
You choose the tune,
The playlist, so you don’t forget
This isn’t a tomb
Don’t move
It felt like a tomb—
cramped, ill-fitted, distressing, dark
I am back
I am not being dramatic
I am struck by the light at the end of the MRI tunnel
Comforted by the playlist
~
©2020 Tanya Cliff
~
winter silhouette
brave sun penetrates the clouds
hope spreads past dark shroud
~
Words and Photography ©2019 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
Entry posted in haiku, healing, & poetry.
Bookmark the permalink.
a little lost
a little hurt
a little crushed by life
I am
a little…
hope a little
laugh a little
thrive
~
Selfie from the edge.
#nofilter
~
Words and Photography ©2019 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
Posted in poetry , healing, & free verse.
on cold, blank canvas
through the long nights of winter
dream vivid, spring hues
~
Words and Photography ©2019 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
Entry posted in haiku, healing, & poetry.
Bookmark the permalink.
calming, midnight sigh
stirs earth’s moon-dusted snow coat
the New Year’s first breath
~
Wishing you all a happy, healthy and prosperous New Year!
~
Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
Entry posted in haiku, healing, & poetry.
Bookmark the permalink.
green of leaf endures
through season’s icy tempests
plant’s roots tap deep soil
~
Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
Entry posted in haiku, healing, & poetry.
Bookmark the permalink.
whispers in the willow
through tender branches
crackling
inside ice-sheet wrappings
felt
a promise…
these frigid hours will pass
soon Nature will sigh
her warm spring breaths
that tender branches grasp
~
Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
Posted in poetry , healing, & free verse.
Bookmark the permalink.
flow, in tempest, swirls
rock and root anchor the bed
river dances through
~
Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
Entry posted in haiku, healing, & poetry.
Bookmark the permalink.