Winter and the Old Man
Feeble hands and weary eyes Bereft of hope Warmth, which they fail to hold Bleak morning, dull sunlight, grayish gold Geometric lines on his face Age… an insane painter. Frail skin, […]
Feeble hands and weary eyes Bereft of hope Warmth, which they fail to hold Bleak morning, dull sunlight, grayish gold Geometric lines on his face Age… an insane painter. Frail skin, […]
Standing alone on the meandering country road She watched the sun slipping down, soft, crimson egg yolk. Demure charm of the setting sun, hiding itself in the veil Of evening. […]
Nature, I always find inspiration in her. Swaying of a branch while a small bird uses it as it’s swing, the sudden sally of a sparkling waterfall, a few drops […]
Dewdrops caress my leaves Soft, gentle touch My boughs bear nest to birds, They shuffle along my perch. I oversee many a mile Creatures throbbing with life, Merry-making earthly beings […]
unruffled night slept whilst silence deeply devoured hunter owl hooted My response on the third and final day of Carpe Diem Vision Quest, today’s inspiration was evening walk the sound of a […]