this morning sunlight
a new day bringing its grace
go seek out beauty
poetry, prose, and photography

Unclothed while at school
My adolescent terrors
While birds remain unphased
This was a response to a poetry prompt on Instagram. This is what popped into mind.

grey day’s ending
sunlight moves across petals
hummingbirds fighting
Here is my contribution to today’s Word of the Day challenge: Grace.
I think a lot about grace. Its importance both to us, and to society. How grace enables humans to function together, and is the magic elixir that ends conflict. And that grace is undervalued, perhaps even reviled. We live in brutal times, my friends.


with sunlight falling
I’m abuzz with distraction
called by electrons