Beneath endless sky, on a shoreline far away, a lonely blue-footed booby

Flowing, murmuring ribbon mirrors encroaching dark. Twilight’s purple bruised to orange,

Birds waiting out a summer's shower Perch on horizontal lines and cower

Look below, where water creates a new color scheme, No perfect reflection, but fractured cattails

the travelers disembarking carry their possessions and a look upon their faces

Two kids tested fate and broke it in the process. Well, one kid in legitimacy, another one in essence. And the two of them had found that they could form a perfect balance...

Above, Scotch mist rises, blue, slow and creamy.  Thistle, guardian against invaders...

Do you know me? You’ve seen me now and then I perfume the air, blossoms clustered... thus

living with devils

It’s getting louder inside and outside at the picnic tables under the yellowish canopy. Naptime is over, and...

You held out until the fall. You understood that to disappear in the months of such life beforehand would have had dire effects, and...