Sunshine and silhouettes
Rain puddles and mock ballet
Pity prancing is not begging
Sonic ocean sounds of love
Begging for no more beached whales.
Mother moon motivated to shine.
Most beautiful day
Transformed into starlit empire
Both north and south American night.
Goodnight East Coast
West coast keep boarding
May every family feel and be one
Moonlight-sunlight oceans that breathe
With gills and not pills
May flood us once more
With Gods as of beacons
And not guns as our quantum solace
Let us all praise the starlight’s armamentarium.
Recently, I have become determined to watch every sunset. Something about seeing the sunset super rainbow that forms in the sky and its reflection on the river leaves me wondering if nature itself is an artist. Finally, instead of a night cap, I lose myself in the frosty sky, pondering the fate of life in the universe as night falls.
Red leaves drop onto the grey slush
Cultures do live on
love for the planet
coffee, pot, and cigarettes
cold weather hiking
So many cultures coalesce and divide. Beauteous, miniature democracies are dissolving like tinctures every day
because our eyes are glued to generalized culture.
Do we forget to see the beauty and breadth of the individual’s dreamy eyes?