My sky’s your sky So far, or so near… Miles are meaningless Between us My dear… Life could drag me Unexpectedly Away from you, Just look up To our sky, and You won’t be so Blue… I’ll send cloudy Doves, delicate and White as snow. Silent flying messengers Just so You know… My heart is…… Continue reading My sky’s your sky…
Silent painter, Color poet Brushing pinks on blues Perfect duets… With the last Wild birds’ song As a background, Your touch So gentle, yet Your pick of shades So strong. I stand in awe, Quiet admirer Of your ephemeral masterpiece, Oh silent painter… If you want to know what…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Ride cotton candy, Forgetting Earthly worries… High, heavenly bliss! Via Kate’s Friday Foto Fun Challenge: Clouds
How I love blue eyes! Sky eyes looking down on me, Sapphire-smitten!
How can you be blue? My clear Québec cobalt skies, looking down on you… .
“Seven days. Seven black and white photos of your life. No people. No explanation. Challenge someone new each day.” I was challenged by Madame Suze And for day 2, I challenge The Bag Lady 🙂
Sometimes, you look at the sun in the sky and are tempted to ask… “Hey, it’s 4pm here… What time is it, up there???” If you’d like to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Sometimes, waves are not an ocean matter… Sometimes things are just not what they seem… Dreams travel on swells made of clouds, skies meet the sea… A bridge over waters, only bright eyes can see…
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