gusts of winter wind
rushing toward morning
scraping chairs along the deck
flinging buckshot rain
against my window
I DON’T WANT TO GET UP…
gusts of winter wind
rushing toward morning
scraping chairs along the deck
flinging buckshot rain
against my window
We are at war. Life is a battle. Every day we fight for joy, peace… love. This is correspondence from the front line.
Arts resource, sketches and drawings classified by subject
🦋 The Official Website of Australian Writer Chrissy Siggee
Words about pictures by Michael Scandling
New Zealand
Author of "The Marine Corps Doesn't Issue Wives - A Memoir" and Advocate For Invisible Illnesses
一枚の写真は一千語に匹敵する／A picture is worth a thousand words
A Total Eclipse of the Art
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a dream is something you want to do but still haven't pursued
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a place for poetic-ish ramblings on life, love and happiness ♡
That was us yesterday morning. There was thick frost this morning, and I still didn’t want to get up!
understand
Confessional . . .
It’s really hot here in Texas!!!
was here as well until about a month ago 🙂