dogtrax

A place to gather words before they get lost.

Night descends slowly, stretching arms and taking a long day to arrive

In tidal waters, currents end where we begin: take the plunge, then swim

Spin – weather vane – spin

You are more than architectural ornament

You are elevated harbinger of the storm to come

Spin – weather vane – spin

Wander in, among the grove of trees; it's silence that envelopes you

White ink, on purple, petals of the Wild Iris contain mysteries

Pathways, blinking light as darkness descends, follow swarms of fireflies

Blue sky – scattered light; the sun drenches morning in beautiful embrace

for Algot

Late light; a slow fade into shadows and starlight; gather dreams: short night

This guitar, silent in sunshine – wooden body, humming harmony

In dappled daybreak, light edges into morning; the day settles in