Softly blown wishes, like thistledown Carried on wings over boundless ellipses Fluttering and floating never tied down Quietly hushed, as they blow overhead Valiantly hoping, they reach the right town Willing the wind will carry them safe Over the miles and onto your face Changing themselves into emotions and pictures To set you on fire… Continue reading Caught on a whim.
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery
Poetry, Memory and the uncanny- woven into words
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 