This Crimson Rainy Day Friend
Especially its birdsong prodding me to connect with a more intimate expression of myself through this sweet tune of this change of season.
Tag Archives: singing
These Singing Bowls
for setting the tone.
Shape of My Heart
I found a love for me,frothy and sweet.Darling you taste perfect right now.Feeling throughthe tension, the struggle, the submission without a touch of tendernessall for your cursed luck, so you reckoned.Inattentive thoughts and all that talk…money for your art.Believed in … Continue reading
Into the Mist of the Unknown
A little dwellingwith a wood burning fireplaceon a still lakesurrounded by the sound of wind rustling through the trees.and laughter,bouts of it around the fireafter rounds of singing,reverberating the unseen.that preserved beauty,missed in the haziness above the waters,the reminders of … Continue reading
Eye-to-Eye
Eye-to-Eye Outdoors, the evening calling from frogs long waned,replaced with serenading crickets in excelsis.A mid-summer swap when frogs,still aroundperhaps feeling outnumbered,a few silently snack on insectswhile the rest grant them their loquaciousness.And then there is the blue jay,enchanting us as … Continue reading
Stronger Every Day,
laughing all the way. I collapsed before I could reach the end, meanwhile girlfriend can swing back and forth with ease three times over in a flash without even a gasp…she’s super girl! At least I enjoyed the serenading all … Continue reading
Rockin’ Robin
She’s still at it. Pecking away to the tune of her own brilliance. Still can’t figure out, a week into it, if she’s vocal about something or simply singing to her own melody and worshipping no one or anything other … Continue reading
Look Up
It’s chirpier up there, that’s for sure. Tweets from tiny beaks are indeed sweeter than the uproar from below. Look up at dusk and enjoy the fluorescent glow as it bleeds into the valley below. Plus, you don’t want to … Continue reading
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