Crayola haïku…
My hand on your thigh, Fingers so close to your skin, Denim blues dreaming… Inspired by Tourmaline’s CYW Challenge
Category: Thoughts
Not even…
Not even my mind, my doubt tinted thoughts… Not my painful nightmares, nor my insidious imagination… Nothing will keep me from hugging the warm souvenir of you. Nothing will kill the hope… My heart, for you, forever will coo. .
Why??
German police have detained the former Catalan president Carles Puigdemont under a European arrest warrant as he crossed from Denmark into Germany. (you can read about it here) Why, Mr Puigdemont? Why leave Denmark? *sigh*
Postponed Spring…
Mr Frost has not packed up and left just yet… Description for the visually impaired; View from my living room window at night. The street light shows the late-March snow flurry.
The cabin in the woods…
Previously posted January 8th of 2017. When the day rose on the cabin, the sun found her asleep, her face pressed on the kitchen table, pen still in her hand… Months before, she barely remembered the said cabin. She wasn’t much into that kind of things… Nature, some would call it, as she was…… Continue reading The cabin in the woods…
After Eight Moments…
Phoenix rising from the ashes… Except there is no fire, and no ashes, and this is by all means not a Phoenix, per say. But aside from these few details, I think that the comparison is pretty accurate! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Micro poésie du vendredi…
Mon âme s’est plu à vivre à l’ombre de tes mots… Quand tu es parti, les rayons du soleil lui ont brûlé la peau… .
The promise…
Sat staring still, in my hand a wish, in my heart the will, to get what I cherish Made a promise. One that I meant. Lulled the premise to the ruler of all men. Patience, now, for the answer will come, in time, not before and it will be welcome! .
Blogging side effect…
After a little over two years of blogging, I’ve come to “meet” many bloggers. And because of that, many nicknames or blog titles end up meaning more to me than just a bunch of letters wrapped together. And that’s why, from time to time, a street sign, an ad or a line in a book…… Continue reading Blogging side effect…
Silver lining…
When you think it is over, when hope has faded not to be back again. When everything seems blacker than white and you can’t find the strength to fight. When you have lost all living will… See the good side, There’s still someone to kill. Most of us have thought about it, at some…… Continue reading Silver lining…
Cyranny's Cove 