On the Breeze
Lightly Comes the Breeze through the Trees Using the Written Word to make a Difference I wrote this some
Read moreLightly Comes the Breeze through the Trees Using the Written Word to make a Difference I wrote this some
Read moreA Home in Cumulus Clouds 1.) Cumulus We play under a cumulus shadow to slide from this height near cirrostratus
Read moreInto that world forbidden to me … The day you went away, a strong wind blew, it blew across the
Read moreNo Matter How Much Time … Time goes by, we never know why, there are times we smile and times
Read moreClouds decay in a seamless fading sky, wisps so finely scattered high, the sun at its zenith pales the blue
Read moreWhy do clouds follow my mind, burgeoning white to my thoughts in form, somehow eluding to my passing ideas, sincerely
Read moreMemories of the first monsoon rain….. A distant growl of thunder is the unmistakable prelude followed by a few
Read moreShadows mysteriously mix with the wind, which blows night clouds , through the sky. There comes a play of shadow
Read moreErrant clouds skate the eternal blue, puffed up balls, expanding, rolling true, transforming sky with billowing shapes in reinventing hues
Read moreEvolving, ever-churning, white shapes merging in the blue, from streaks of diaphanous mist, to plump surging trysts of mind’s allure,
Read moreWho speaks to me in dreams, is that echo my inner self, or do those whispers mean, there is someone
Read moreWhen the Rains Came She always smiled, so brilliantly, life was so full – of wonder and awe. The days
Read moreMy Friend Sleep … Last night being weary, I tried so hard to find, my friend sleep, but it seemed
Read moreStarry nights, are for wishing and for dreaming, they’re for romancing and dancing. Starry nights, so brilliant and bright,
Read moreAs diaphanous clouds waft by, silent streaming in slow articulate sighs, I can but watch life in bloom, no blame
Read moreMy solace… Pensive, lost in dreams, where thoughts like birds aloft, seek nothing but their state of freedom, and none
Read moreUpon the sky clouds written in scroll, swirling truths and lies: reflections of the lies we tell, the truths surmised,
Read moreThe vines in profusion did bend their supports till broken, their weight a token of a harvest yet to come,
Read moreIsn’t it funny? How the sun always comes out when the rain is done? A special kind of love, is
Read moreEmerging dappled skies, gathered clouds brooding on high, as blue just cracks, a puzzle unsolved, and weary sun we cannot
Read moreHow the clouds introduce day, brooding beasts or white in pristine play, give notions of expectant ways, for lives beneath
Read moreUpon a grey morn, when even birds ran out of song, the stillness a weight in progression, as ominous brooding
Read moreWritten in clouds, never in stone, truths amass and dissipate, reality sewn, and then misunderstood, for freedom holds truths to
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