gear 1, 2, 3
and this i she rides by looking up cold blast i think fast down the city streets on my way to work up that hill gear 3, 2, 1 and i crest and i test this me the one eyeing 50 as i ride gear 1, 2, 3 Continue reading gear 1, 2, 3
Tag: Poems
whilst walking on the green
i was i am not normal i decided not lovers or friends nor foe projecting those shadows onto my wall all those doubts back into my head yet for what they are i saw from my sympathetic pit the loss again always to be about him, you, them so i set them free into the trees Continue reading whilst walking on the green
balance
and it was and I am still a better me when i Continue reading balance
that broken sycamore
stripped of its leaves bare beauty still reaching for the sky, defiantly. Continue reading that broken sycamore
like snapdragons
like that snapdragon i felt the sunshine again and he melts away Continue reading like snapdragons
resolutions
finding the beauty of that gray day within me as I turn away Continue reading resolutions
the missed
on the way back to my childhood after presents and too much wine and I’m on my way home a sadness lingered of a song that played dancing in her motown way and Christmas laughter, with that holiday cheer and we missed her again this year Continue reading the missed
details
and in the shadows i discovered the joy of pure simplicity Continue reading details
the park in winter
and we go walking in the usual places but with white faces. Continue reading the park in winter
focusing
many a winter hiding from the cold, no more i will capture thee with my new dSLR Nikon d3400 ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ submitted for thewpc :: NEW HORIZON Continue reading focusing
by PaulaB 