defies desert soil —
the chain reaction
Throwback Thursday: Writing About Something
Where does the time go, that time I once had in dribs and drabs — that time I once stole, that once was slated for production with ideas in mind? Did the river run dry?
Did the dunes come from nowhere, like the waves of an Ocean’s -1 — rising, cresting, falling like water as the Sun grew hotter with ire for inspiration’s slaughter burning in my eyes?
It was a sandstorm, and it came as it went.
peeking through . . .
the hint of something
hidden for a bit, but not gone forever.
“Go ahead; take it and run.”
I am a Time Thief,
Ooh, I love this one, Rob ! =) “The chain reaction is unstoppable”… fantastic ! I like that you seem to channel the words I need to remember, and always in such an interesting light. =) Yup, you’re the BOMB ! =0
Ha ha, thank you Tish. I would love everyone to find the bomb inside and unleash their creative forces upon the greater world. 🙂