Perspective From down here it seems (I even hear the ocean) the surf is awesome.

Pathway Strewed, white gravel path across a flat plane of glass finds tomorrow’s gold.

Drizzle Light rain, walking back — (I brought home a souvenir) rode in on my shoes.

Kiss Nature’s best face forth — an invitation to love the world around you.

Artist I’ve something to say; let me paint you a picture — worlds shift as I will.

Vessel In between two worlds, one awake and one asleep — transporting treasures.

  Lone       When everyone’s gone and I’m here all by myself — who will be my friend?  

this post was inspired by the Indecisive Eejit’s recent post, Looking Back!

Distraction Unable to write when writing should have commenced — squeezing blood from stone.

Shroud Hey, brilliant white spot above, clad in iron mist — Weakness is revealed!