Poetry

The headwind is merciless and yet I still stumble forward cursing it, hating it, wishing it would change directions, why is THIS the way I have to go? ~ I squint, not able to gaze directly ahead tears sting at the corners of my eyes from the fierceness of the wind onslaughting my face ~…

🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈 Flood the canvas with color don’t leave a section blank use the colors of the rainbow spreading thoroughly with no fear of mistakes there is no set template or set of rules you must follow only what you imagine blending and layering dabbing and scraping the flow of creating as inspiration strikes and even…

~ Fading fast like soft and wispy  pinks, lavenders, indigo’s  cascading across the clouds of a dwindling sunset the sky darkens  into a moonless night black and lifeless seeming from heavy cloud cover into endless gloom. ~ But a breeze slowly presses until the cloud cover is gone at first only a few stars can…