Day 1037, Peril. Trees, dark and waver, for a gust is all it takes. Peril, at lee side. Nochrisis 24/01/2019 0
Day 1035, should do. In a bare season trees still lose their summer pride as we all should do. 22/01/2019 0
Day 978, where I walk. Cold, bright winters light the worlds veil slowly slides of tears form where I walk. 26/11/2018 2
Day 977, still reflects. Alone, a long walk the dark branches spread forwards the moon still reflects. 25/11/2018 0
Day 976, to reflect. The wind is silent some last clouds move tomorrow for you to reflect. 24/11/2018 0
Day 973, your shadow. An empty still life once the bearer of your cloak casting your shadow. 21/11/2018 0
Day 972, away from me. Morning comes this time silent, in hazy gestures moving away from me. 20/11/2018 0
Day 970, in mist. Clear sky far away a road goes over these hills the warm fields in mist. 18/11/2018 0
Day 969, Perspective. Perspective and change a walk around in your mind realism portrait. 17/11/2018 0
Day 966, youth. Suppressed, elapsed youth stacked on cold grey concrete shelves concealed behind time. 14/11/2018 0
Day 965, a 1000 intentions. A home with old doors opened for a 1000 intentions but still more without. 13/11/2018 0