tracing lines in sand quiet wind by the ocean waves lazy summer here (Hour 6/Haiku)

Idyllic

Sun filters through the curtains, a soft glow casts its light A promising appearance as the aroma of coffee  from the cup lovingly left  on the bedside table  next to a book full of dreams

6. Coffee in the Morning

whenever the morning might be. Morning is all the time when “good morning” is your favorite roast. pages. flipped. flipped. flipped. read from someone inspirational and far better with words than I. Pages. Scribbled. Filled with my own hand. If there’s anything I’m thankful for…

Perfection (hour 6, prompt 6)

The warmth of the sun Behind rainbow shades A gentle breeze blowing My hair in my face The scent of the water Pure home on the air Why, if I just close my eyes, I’d be right there In a chair on the beach Soft…

Dreamy Mornings

Awaking from a dream so beautiful, To the faint chirping of birds soothing as it never had been The soft kisses from cold lips of his, Land on my cheeks, my nose, my lips and closed eyes From the darkness, opening the eyes To the…

Dream Generators

Salty and spent dream generators editing the clips from today into an old cine Super 8, Tangled hair whipped around smiling faces, One hand to link the chain and the other to cling to railings like drunks, Fighting the intoxication of a windy sea day…

Victory!

Spoilers for Portal 2. Riding high, crowned with success Each nerve on fire with joy And power My bird’s eye view shrinks you And Her to ants, to specks To nothing Sweet freedom nears, yet I Have more than that, I am Aperture

April 25th

The gentle sway of the boat, Cool skin warmed by the sun As it dries off the last swim of the day. Chilled champagne skids down my throat, mixing with the salt left by the ocean on my lips. My neck is arched as I…

This is not Life (Hour 6)

I longed to walk among you as a child. You were sophisticated, sparkly, and accomplished. Living adventures I so desperately wished were real. Small town or big city, it didn’t matter. I grew up, stuck in the unseen world of not knowing how to break…