solitude is usual , even welcomed.
trips out reveal another state. the mind
and all travelling excites, , i await
silence.
again.
he asked me a question, then i replied.
endlessly. it may be a gift?
ash escapes the brain
into air.
days left,
three voices
rise, until just
one
is heard
**
on reading of orchids
have been meaning to tell what a lovely book
you gave me
so while the mopped floors dry i am marooned with
the internet a while
a good grasping size, embossing feels good to touch
while one chapter at a time opens new ideas and
brings fond memories of dorset country side
solitude
another time in life
thank you
Mar 8, 2021
Mar 8, 2021 at 12:58 AM UTC
solitude is usual , even welcomed.
trips out reveal another state. the mind
and all travelling excites, , i await
silence.
again.
he asked me a question, then i replied.
endlessly. it may be a gift?
ash escapes the brain
into air.
days left,
three voices
rise, until just
one
is heard
**
on reading of orchids
have been meaning to tell what a lovely book
you gave me
so while the mopped floors dry i am marooned with
the internet a while
a good grasping size, embossing feels good to touch
while one chapter at a time opens new ideas and
brings fond memories of dorset country side
solitude
another time in life
thank you