Cities
heavy-lidded mornings awaken me with urgency – a day tap-tapping its way into the city block, an afternoon pulling …
heavy-lidded mornings awaken me with urgency – a day tap-tapping its way into the city block, an afternoon pulling …
Days and thoughts packed willy-nilly: warm days thrown carelessly upon frosted mornings, rain-burnished thoughts of love hiding in a grey …
An earnest sun awakens the day, and its worries, every day, every day, it sweeps the sky of the night-time …
Thursday morning – a reticent dawn hauls in a wandering chill from the north, surprised clouds – a seedling-sun drools …
Some mornings when the sun drips into luminous light drops and makes the big tree shimmer, I close my eyes …
Only a silver-cream hue bemuses the clouds. Its sun is riding along with me as I drive along the city’s …