..
:
Some brilliant Blue,
soft shirring of breeze.
Shade trees. Sand. Inky
fingers and salty toes.
White pages, fluttering.
Waiting. Birdsong. Pine.
One wordsong
at a time, and a million
thoughts to
in
…-di
……..-go.
..
Prompted by Miz Q, day 21.
Love the ending.
Love the way the colors pour through this, without giving the blues. Are those your toes?
Yes. In Cannon Beach, Oregon. One of their favorite places in the planet. Sigh.
Like a kite…flying without a string 🙂
Sigh blue.
Very nice.