“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts
Saturday, July 16, 2016
quin
Quintessentially
being, me, sole-fully
keeping five alive.
Painting By Victor Dubreuil (1846 - 1946) (American) Five dollar bill circa 1885 [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
Thursday, February 4, 2016
A Sea of Soles (Haiku)
Learn to (not) look, (not)
see the mirror refracting
the shape of our soul.
Image of painting by Paulus Moreelse, c. 1632 [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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Prey animal
Riding horses is just nuts and bolts, you know if the rider is nuts, the horse bolts. it's true. He knew I loved horses from the start....

