Snow on leafless branches.
They arrived yesterday,
But left today….
Monthly Archives: February 2018
Confetti on carnival days,
Sprinkled in the streets,
As people play….
There’s a family-owned dairy factory in our village. They still use old-fashioned milk cans made of metal. I’ve never seen them being filled or delivered anywhere, but everyday walking by, …
Winter afternoons in our village.
Empty streets,
A desolate church,…
I’ve walked through snowfields like this, leaving footsteps behind, feeling free. This photograph reminds me of a quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson: “Do not go where the path may lead; go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.” It’s a beautiful thought …
Bright colors.
They make me feel happy and light.
Tomorrow morning I’ll look at them, …
Pencils…
Sharpen one to sense the wooden scent.
Feel thoughts become words,…
Frozen, head down, burdened.
Looking in the mirror I’m confused.
There are cobwebs within me,