on a walk, I take a camera and shoot pink petals and tiny buds through an old iron fence, my mind blank, and somnambulant Enjoy more —Spanish Woods (Sylvia)
Symmetry in asymmetry Random chance and physical law Ordered chaos is nature’s art Ripples Never Come Back Mesquite Flat Sand Dunes Death Valley National Park California, USA Taken during travels, 2019 NaPoWriMo 2020 Day Two; Poem Two Four poems total Enjoy more —Patrick Jennings
after sky unveiled this backdrop to me the other morning It’d have been bold of me not to honor it in word.. good lord, morn’sstumbling path peers more like Dante’sdrawn his steamybath, as lips break to yawn, fire of the sky asks mewhy i ain’t in awen’ fawnin’.. i fail to hold backmy lunaticlaugh. noContinue reading “A Steamy Path”
just my shy way of sayin’ hey. 😉 dawn thaws thru theweaker links infence, i beam so gratefulgod’s perplexed, for all sky’s toasty, tastybold caffeinatedcontents, tho i’m empty andstill frozen just gimme five ticksunder this sweetlamp.. i’m golden.
Hope seems distant in the shadows of fear, yet living within us is the power to believe again. Poetry and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies nicodemasplusthree.wordpress.com/2020/03/24/the-power-and-the-hope/
why not marvel at the thin long beak of the firecrest . or cry tears realizing such songs came from a thumb size chest . he fit the mouth of my cat so little it was this bundle of joy . covering the sky among trees with his wings soft in my palm now ReadContinue reading “Firecrest — Anna Mosca”