Humility and Arrogance The humble sunflower gaily flutters in a space quiet and shady under the bulky oak tree overlooking the pavement The arrogant landlord knitting brows holds an empty wine glass as ransom Hour 5 @varenyas

A mirror is hanging on there. There are so many strings. There are so many thorns. All are ready to grasp lively art. What’s in your mind? You’re searching and searching- Yet can’t find out. Where is the reflection of mind? Look at there carefully-…

I have spent days upon days stuck in this hellish apartment of which I know every inch only because I studied things because I couldn’t move I didn’t want to do anything I didn’t want to be anywhere I just couldn’t-and I don’t know how…

Wine glass on the window sill red-gloss lipstick on its rim a half-kiss momento of the night before as bright as nail marks on my back as hungry as sunflowers reaching for the sun I occupy the space in which your scent lingers lean into…

Connecting Random Words Reading the latest hardback book. Knitting Sunflowers. Lovely to sit under the ancient shady oak tree. Squirrels mutter as a they dash across the steaming hot pavement. Each squirrel is holding a wine glass in one hand and a piece of cheddar…

This is the tale of a street girl Around 7 to 8 yrs old. She is knitting her dress, On the pavement, with a smiley face. She is an orphan. Still never forgets to smile. She has a sunflower. She is trying to sell that…

Morph ascending from the crumbling pavement, heading skyward along the old clapboards, knitting ones self into the oaken fiber of your being. A lonely nail to hang your satchel of hopes and dreams as the window frames starry nights and the field of sunflowers bow…

We have our own palaces here in Buckingham, Pennsylvania. get off the main stretches of River Road and find yourself an abandoned slab of stone a portion of a pavement from a Hessian soldier’s hideaway. With my hardback book, cheddar cheese, Bucks County wine i…

Afternoon Soiree     A radiant sunflower adorned her reddish hair while she was sitting in her hardback chair.   She asked me for a block of cheddar cheese so, she could hold it on her knees.   I watched her slowly open up her…

The pavement hot beneath her sandaled feet, walking briskly, leather satchel swinging at her side.    Sitting in their favorite space  preparing the wine glass and cheddar cheese, her favorite.  A lovely knitting gift, a sunflower blanket beneath her, allowed  her dainty sandals to slide…