“Go out and paint the stars.”Vincent van Gogh
A Few Photos
Her mind is a chaos storm.
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Psalm 19:1
Dance with the waves, move with the sea. Let the rhythm of the water set your soul free. Christy Ann Martine
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. Khalil Gibran
Not even the stars are visible, as the city shines it’s ray against the shadows. J. M. Lilin, Writer in the City
Nominated by: J.M.Lilin The Rules 1. Thank the person who nominated you and provide a link back to their blog so others can find them.2. Answer the questions asked by the blogger who nominated you.3. Nominate other bloggers and ask them 11 new questions.4. Notify the nominees about it by commenting on one of their … Continue reading Nominated for the Liebster Blogger Award
A rainfall dance.
Rendezvous in the rain
A poem by Wendy Bird
A wish to live upon the clouds
I am super excited to share that I have been nominated for the Sunshine Blogger award! Thank you so much to the wonderful J. M. Lilin for nominating me! She writes amazing poetry, short stories, and a lot of encouraging posts that have helped inspire me a lot! Check out her amazing blog! She has … Continue reading I was nominated for the Sunshine Blogger Award!
I wish I could fly.
Capture a moment. Keep it forever.
What is it like underwater?
A short poem about stars.
I saw a picture of a stone angel today, and it inspired me to write this poem.
A poem about the ocean
This is the continuation of the post Leaving Concordia . If you haven’t read that yet, you may want to.
Don’t let the shadows get to you…
She wore a mask.
Faeries are real.
An empty room is sad without heart or soul Echoes in the quiet dark and all alone An empty room is black Ebony and grey Nothing to cast the shadows Yet no light to chase them away An empty room is lonely No one to keep it warm No voices break the silence No one … Continue reading An Empty Room
Oh to sleep in a field of wildflowers Be enveloped in their sweet perfume Let the grass and the color surround me And dream of each petal and bloom Let the clouds and the sadness be driven away And replaced with the beauty and the leaves gentle sway Could I sleep in a field of … Continue reading To Sleep in a Field of Wildflowers
“My name is Cas, and I have just been caught stealing.”
Tall bright towers Yellow sunflowers I could waste all the hours In the city in my head Shining lakes of glass And watching clouds pass Fields of green grass in the city in my head But now the sky is grey The trees oh how they sway do they take me away From the city … Continue reading The City in my Head
I want to live in a small little town, with shops all packed together. Quaint little shops, the ones where you never know what odd little trinket you may find. I want there to be a bookstore. One that is stuffed to the seams with books. Books in every nook and cranny, falling off the … Continue reading My Perfect Little Town