Monday, January 9, 2017

Transience

The gaze of the winter sun
On my neck
A transient comfort
From a familiar touch

A snowflake melts
On my chest.
Cold stinging thru
Another familiar pain.

Sunday, January 8, 2017

Swirls of Color

[pic: Aeshna]
(1)
A bird in flight
Unencumbered swirls
Flight of fancy.

-aeshna




Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring, through obeying the blind urge. - Henry Miller

Saturday, December 3, 2016

Recapturing Shadows

[pic: Aeshna]

(1)
Recapturing
The intact shadows
Of bittersweet Fall

-aeshna



Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring, through obeying the blind urge. - Henry Miller

Friday, December 2, 2016

Lighted corridor

[pic: Aeshna]

(1)
Night walks through
A house of closed doors
And a lighted corridor

-aeshna




Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring, through obeying the blind urge. - Henry Miller

Hope hangs

[pic: Aeshna]

(1)
A wanderer's heart
A house without keys
Hope hangs

-aeshna



Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring, through obeying the blind urge. - Henry Miller