Words are bouncing around
Unable to hold them in
This absence from the scene
Has placed me back
In that dreaded block
Must break out entirely
From the chains of emptiness
Words are bouncing around
Unable to hold them in
This absence from the scene
Has placed me back
In that dreaded block
Must break out entirely
From the chains of emptiness
Stuff I wrote from before...
Experience, Dream, Create
Inspired by Photography
this & that
~wandering through life in my time machine...you never know where it will stop next~
Rural doctor, mom, writes poems, dance, sing.
Words are to be lifted from the soul! Photograph’s are memories of the heart yet to unfold! Let’s begin!
LETTERS to TIME PASSING
Adventure is out there