Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, January 13, 2025

whisp of early morn

Inner Peace...free of fear, worry. 

When emptiness of emotion is filling...

I like colored lights.

Drama everyone else's story.

I indeed hold the pen.

Blowing in the wind.

Sunshine that comes from the soul.

Okay I've said it ...goodbye.


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