Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, October 22, 2012


Today I am invisible,
I want no one to see,
a blanket over the heart
and my soul out to sea.

Fall is in progression,
time is moving on
and the winds blow
in concert to that of
 a sad song.

Troubled spirits,
skies of gray and so
again I reach for you,
for the comfort of your

The ocean is a soft blue,
they match the heavens high,
like the sun a golden yellow,
matches the love from inside.

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