Monthly Archives: August 2020

One of those grey days…
When raindrops refuse to cease,
And thoughts dance, …

Blank pages,
Silly notes,
Pockets of levity, …

Determination and dreams,
Find ways to bloom. …

Old-world weather forecast,
Using a stone.
Long before satellites, …

Unusual and vivid.
Handwritten,
In bright smudges, …

Hazy and brown.
Darkness,
Dancing with light. …

What to look appreciate…
Drying wheat field.
Grey, silent lake. …

Hard outside.
Soft,
Where you won’t reach. …

Sit here.
Rest.
Soak in the sun, …

Life letting go,
On bare stones.
Romantic, lonely, cold. …

Do you feel lonely?
“No.
Do you?” …

Skies,
May look threatening.
Clouds, …

Cement, brick, iron.
Close, bar, protect.
“Innocent hearts believe. …

Siddhartha-like river.
To contemplate drifting days.
A quiet corner, …

There’s always one,
In every crowd,
Daring to be real. …

Aging,
Is natural.
Simple, …