Flames trailing flaring
fender. Accelerator
down, slicing the wind.
fender. Accelerator
down, slicing the wind.
Category: Words
Never Turn Back
Sometimes, it seems
Life just keeps throwing curves
And every step of the way
Seems uphill
Or into the wind
Life just keeps throwing curves
And every step of the way
Seems uphill
Or into the wind
Still…
Gateways
“Travelling South East Asia,” he said
“You’ll wake up every morning
And have no idea
What the day will bring.”
Reflections on a perfect place
There are places
Of peace and tranquility
Of peace and tranquility
Where the sounds of water
Lapping at your canoe
The trill of a loon
And a child’s laughter
Splashing in the lake
Become a presence
Emptiness in the midst of plenty
My mind is where I go
To escape the tragedy of feeling
To escape the tragedy of feeling
Getting there
To a place without feeling
I find a wasteland of being
An emptiness
In the midst of plenty
Hummingbird
Like hummingbirds
Carrying thimblefuls of water
To extinguish a bonfire
Don’t touch that!
“Patrick! Don’t touch that!”
After which two things happened: I looked at my mother, and I touched it.
One Word Photo Challenge: Wet
There is nothing quite like
The way a child takes comfort
In water
The way a child takes comfort
In water
Something greater than I
There is something
Utterly delightful
In the interplay
Of mountains and clouds
In the late afternoon sun
Utterly delightful
In the interplay
Of mountains and clouds
In the late afternoon sun
No. No, no.
Divine
I mean divine.
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