Dawn’s Soupy Fervor

The Director ofthe play todayset the stagewith morning fog. The dull lightsuits me finereflects my moodkeeps everything quiet. Our mist friendencapsulates our terrariumblanket of hoursearly past noon. Only a bitin any directioncirrus clouds swirltexturing blue skies. Continue reading Dawn’s Soupy Fervor

Reflections Where

Upon my father’s last day gone in an instant come what may and what waswithin our shared moments too much love squanderedas we did what we thought needed to be done our hearts rarely speaking to anothermay be much was fatedbut hidden love is love regardless. Continue reading Reflections Where

Crystal Ball

Look over & under then through      maybe everything returns         and will remains      sun rises sun stands          tall in the sky             sun sets      storm rolls in dark    booms flashes rains      then there‚Äôs calm      you do not need       a crystal ball to    tell good from not. For Eugi’s Weekly Prompt! Continue reading Crystal Ball

Post for a Wednesday

There is something mysteriously                  beautiful about a dead tree – – – as it stands no longer resisting             the winds that strip its bark                 and twist its trunk . . . . .     In sunshine – rain – – or snow – – –             it seems to suggest a power                     long after life has … Continue reading Post for a Wednesday