Seen barrels, the contents. Part of a bottled being. Onset. Wondering where poetry’s voices Went. I’ll be sent. […]
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Writing on little backflipping Pages. Nothing more to this Blog. Letting season change lecture what it wants. Remember […]
Told Self today all changes. Glad I harnessed that weight to my Steps. Am I? Just hoping it […]
Looking at the old barrel shots, Thinking of what time’s injecting Into my character. Harvest moving– I need […]
= do everything– writing, photography, video, blogs.. Make a mess, that’s the only way you’ll have order = […]
He rests. I watch. Not so Much standing guard as just Observing. Exhibit, art gallery- esque. He probably […]
Holding thoughts in 1 spot, they suggest. Till they’re ready to be let Free, in a responder’s world. […]
Filming my life. Writing the rest.. Or maybe it’s the other way. Puddles detach from danish Dreams. Lost […]
Tying patio cushions, somehow zennin me. Want to be a tourist again, at some Point. Petite Sirah in […]
Follow the newly fermented focus. who cares where it’s from. Just run. It’s waiting. Glad I could see […]