Day 783, ripple. Day's pictures, Haiku, Poetry Motionless in time a surface seems to ripple I blink and move it.
Day 782, floating. Day's pictures, Poetry A slow heavy sinking sensation blue moods blend till fused with black this last horizon is light.
Day 781, its possible. Poetry To warn our fellow humans a great effort and collaboration is needed a sign we can work.
Day 780, see Day's pictures, Poetry Guiding lights markers to watch revealing dangers sunken dreams and hidden cliffs under a mostly peaceful surface.
Day 779, wind. Day's pictures, Poetry The raw movement pushing luring forwards to an ever changing willing movement with a distance far away.
Day 778, draw forward. Day's pictures, Poetry A lingering day-dream is appearing slight strokes shades outlines building an awareness still unaffected black and white.
Day 777, objects. ., Day's pictures, Poetry Without thought things are nothing with our existence they get a purpose Our being is there being.
Day 776, shielding light. Day's pictures, Poetry Stretching a guarding hand out in silence heavy grounded shielding your calm from a now silent rage.
Day 775, movement. Day's pictures, Poetry A voyage passes my mind water escapes the horizon stretches in silence a breeze closes my eyes.
Day 774, home. Day's pictures, Poetry Red discolored paint weathered wood a house and light for countless years white windows and a view.
Day 773, day at sea. Day's pictures, Poetry A calm sea grayish blue long lines slowly move silently to you the horizon frames your day.
Day 772, spreading out. Day's pictures, Poetry As fungi my thoughts show beautiful forms with tentacles in my ground taking over and feeding from.
Day 771, entombed. Day's pictures, Poetry Unwillingly trapped behind illusive dividers the world clearly visible unreachable close by my flight in-vain pathetic… entombed.
Day 770, take a chance. Day's pictures, Poetry From the grey rock spring an autumn painted tiny shrub shows up for a chance of life.
Day 769, remember. Day's pictures, Poetry Vibrant colors conquered by night a shell once filled with vibrant life remembrance of beauty is all.