Wordless Wednesday…

steam whistle stop



“A daily dose of daydreaming heals the heart,
soothes the soul, and strengthens the imagination.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway


punctuation marks
across the skies,
i paused
a moment,
as they inscribed…
far-flung messages,
scrawled notes,
in bold strokes…
wordless scribbles,
and nonsensical signs… catch me daydreaming
when I’m inclined…


Silent Sunday…

seasons of mists

There’s a quiet mist over everything,
clinging to trees
it softly brings…
calm to the meadows 
with silken dew,
waiting patiently
for light to peek through…

Gently joining the earth
to the skies,
easing the glow
of a bright sunrise…
and all of nature
hugs in clouds,
while not a sound is being said aloud… In whispered vapors
it silently flows,
blurring the edges
with opaque tones…