Betrayed in favor of something new
Forecasted to never make another sound
Now: rising like a phoenix from the flames
Can you hear it?
Betrayed in favor of something new
Forecasted to never make another sound
Now: rising like a phoenix from the flames
Can you hear it?
“Seek on high bare trails sky-reflecting violets... Mountain-top jewels” ― Bashō Matsuo
BTW poems and links to Barbara Turney Wieland
Poems ~ Stories ~ Thoughts ~ Compositions
In here and out there at the same time
Emotions before processing... thoughts behind a forming scene... lines straight from flawed filters.
Fueling your mind....
Creating art, poetry, and fiction.
Yes I can hear the tape crackling static sound 🙂
Good, but don’t get too close 🙂 Have yourself a lovely rest of your day! Thanks for commenting.