My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Clouds pass and disperse Light through yonder window breaks What's happened to me Line 1. "Elm," Sylvia Plath Line 2. "Romeo and Juliet," William Shakespeare Line 3. "The Metamorphosis," Franz Kafka Cento – a form of poetry created from bits and pieces of other poems, song lyrics, literary passages, and the like….
Under cold, grey skies Delicate, green buds taunt me Eight weeks until spring
Morning comes early The day begins “in your face” You awake yet mom?
A walk in the park Songbirds trilling in the trees Guard warns, none shall pass My Mister and I went on a hike recently at our local state park (pre-surgery.) Our entrance to the trail was barred by spiderwebs that stretched across the whole width of the path. Not by one spider’s web, but five … Continue reading Said the spider to the fly
Tied in bitter knots Despondence tightens their hold Calmly untie them 3/30
Fae legend transformed Beguiling fascination Fear not, step inside
Thin spiral notebook 