The water whispers mist – a kettle of white tea cooling in a cup
A place to gather words before they get lost.
The water whispers mist – a kettle of white tea cooling in a cup
Wander with intent; Somewhere, hides a small clover in a field of green
In a gaggle, geese play songs of boisterous noise; punk rock on the lawn
A twist in the tale as the vine winds around us; stories for later
The day before the year begins we plan and plan and plan, again
Thin skin? Bite again! Let the ripe peach juice dribble down upon your chin
A breeze off water - refreshing on this hot day - cools the mind; hot thoughts
Lit a lantern light in order to spark the night; Bundle up – sleep tight
Along the shoreline, waves in motion; the ocean undulates in time
Even on days when dark clouds and rain showers linger
find the words to remember the person behind the screen