memories are like ghosts—
slipping through open doors,
stealing through open windows,
piercing through open hearts
Memories
Category Archives: photography
Fog
the fog rested on the breath of the morning air–
lingering in dusty corners of gauzy dreams
Sharpened Edges
A Little List of Things I Like
i like roses in a whiskey bottle,
and wine in jelly jars,
things that are old and worn and torn,
motorcycles and vintage cars
Shadows on a Curtain
morning light filters through the curtains and shadows sway across the room, across the steaming coffee cup wrapped in my hands, across the changing seasons, across time
Details
there is such great pleasure to be found in small details
After the Rain
after the rain, we contemplate the early morning fog and the lushness of the leaves and the pungent smell of the earth
Late Summer
in the evenings, the setting sun whispers, casting everything in a soft and golden late summer charm
Unexamined
there are so many sleepless nights when she longs for the unexamined life
Excerpt from: The Faerie Queene
For whatsoever from one place doth fall,
Is with the tide unto another brought:
For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.
from The Faerie Queene by Edmund Spenser, 1590
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