Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
some thing flutters I watch wings unfold midnight blue resonates
slide of it is a tribute to the earthy feel of scented surroundings