
as the sun descends
day drifting to memory
the birds still singing
poetry, prose, and photography

as the sun descends
day drifting to memory
the birds still singing

slowly opening sunlight hidden by the clouds such gentle motion

between the rain squalls
sunlight mellowed by the clouds
petals unfurling
crows calling
through the morning mists
petals gently fall

modern dilemma
I see all my hopes and dreams
behind the paywall
A little mediation on modern life and media.

the gentle rainfall
droplets caress the petals
in the early morn

dandelion days
gentle rain and warm air
announce their return
darkness pre-dawn
wispy tendrils of my dreams
amidst memories