Tag Archives: sunset
.. I’m wonder and whim and why and wide …….open to this sun -set shrapnel sky. .. Another offering for today’s Poetic Asides prompt.
:: the sun slips low past ocean tongue, and the crimson-stung sea swallows deep. :: .. PAD, day 23.
.. There’s a last -ditch effort to our breathing, a long slow grieving process (progress?) that comes sharp with every sunset. We watch it plop into mountain range ocean spill quiet plain; disappear as if it never shined. We hold … Continue reading
… That lemon yellow butter sun’s got a way of coming up again a way of filling my cup again a way of being enough (again) to remind me that the world’s gonna be alright again that the day is … Continue reading