the smell of grass
cotton candy sunsets
warm breezes from an open window
lemonade on the balcony
Missing
Tag Archives: water
Thoughts in the Fog
the fog convinced our thoughts to remain still
Night Falls
night falls, and the river whispers
Early Thaw
winter ice thaws early
At Dusk
if i could be a bridge at dusk,
i’d carry you gently into the night
When
she always knew when to come up for air
Thoughts on a River
bobbing gently,
his thoughts swim with
the swift river currents
Wings
sometimes i hear
your fluttering wings
whisper beside
the rising fog
Ropes
i search for safe docking,
while the ropes are still strong enough to hold us
Jump
what did they find at the end of the path?
were there answers?
were there solutions?
was the way clear,
the sky cloudless?
did the dragonflies finally speak?
did a bridge miraculously appear?
did the water turn to ice,
a solid foundation for the rest of the journey?
or did they jump and simply swim?
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