Felling pines
sighs of pines are silence loudly said a moment to consider ponder this and that: to consider clouds to butterfly a bit & talk to moths sighs of pines are […]
sighs of pines are silence loudly said a moment to consider ponder this and that: to consider clouds to butterfly a bit & talk to moths sighs of pines are […]
I love you as a song of words I can’t remember, as breeze and sun, as ice and warmth of ember an evening in November, I love you with the […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,