PoetryPix
depictions by the rule of thirds; descriptions mostly freestyle words
Tag: woods
Head sense
“The world that used to nurse us now keeps shouting insane instructions. That’s why I ran to the woods.” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason There was always that false sense of security – the kind where at any moment the nurse… Continue Reading “Head sense”
Pilgrim blue
I cannot let this month slip past like so much dandelion drift without a nod to bluebell woods broad oceans under ancient beech such fragile stemmed parabolas hung with bells as bait for bees violet hues in deep blue shade scentsational is May’s crusade… Continue Reading “Pilgrim blue”
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