Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Living and Loving

It takes someone special to dance upon the clouds,
to capture the moment while the world goes round.

I felt the rain for the very first time,
it touched my heart and awakened
my soul.

The snow is melting,
the sun is shining
down and on my
window the shadow
of life is found.

Leaves of yesterday
blanket the hills
as a reminder of
a love that never

The loon cried out
in the early morn,
the sound haunting
as your memory
seem to wash a

I stood in disbelief
as if the river knows
what you truly
mean to me.

Trees line the hills
and the sun rising
mixes with the
autumn chill.

I quivered as
the wind blew by,
knowing that you
will  be with me
for all time.

In my heart from
that very first day
and that is how
is how forever
found its way.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Dancing on the cloud is amazing. Never put traps around to inhibit the dancing.