1
on evening commute
settles without a whisper
the pounding day’s rain
2
slippery needles
lie in slippery shadows
slips mid-autumn sun
3
an eruption -boom!
pluck of a string -vibrations!
not moving an inch
autumn noise, #131
on evening commute
settles without a whisper
the pounding day’s rain
slippery needles
lie in slippery shadows
slips mid-autumn sun
an eruption -boom!
pluck of a string -vibrations!
not moving an inch
Top photo = stunning.
Thank you Borg!
Thank you so much for sharing these gems. Each time they’re received, it’s felt as a kiss of marvel by the Beloved herself.
Satya
You’re welcome Satya, I appreciate your reflection.
Joe, your photos are stunning, and your words, thought-provoking.. Thanks.
You’re welcome Bob and thank for sharing about the photographs and words, in appreciation.
Joe,
“slippery needles…slippery shadows…SLIPS the sun” !!
How do you do this? The poetry is raw beauty! Thank you so much!
You’re welcome Bill, I don’t know how I do it, sometimes it just happens. Thank you for sharing your expressions.