Rare Moment: a description poem

Morning, with fresh air and damp grass soft turf under my feet, as I stand, still and at peace bumble bees putting around flowers, treacherously lifting their great mass a soft breeze ruffling my hair and cooling my face, a moment I never wish to release ~ My nose catches the clear smell of the … Continue reading Rare Moment: a description poem

On Top

I sit at the very top of everything. Well, I suppose not everything. The sky is above me, stretching from horizon to horizon, its vast blue openness clear and freeing. A few clouds float above my head as well, light and fluffy. They must be light, I think, smiling, to be able to drift so … Continue reading On Top