Fading
Hours wander listlessly
Like dandelions gone to seed
Delicate umbrellas
Floating on an updraft
.........
...Climbing...
....Lunging...
Spinning....
Toward the glow of clouds
Still singing with the setting sun
A melody of dreams
And visions forced to wait
Until another morning comes.
Darkness settles heavily
And wakes the leafy katydids
While one by one the stars
Like faded memories
Return to light the way
To Never Never Land
And things forgotten, lost
When childhood faded....
Into time.
Caren E. Salas
Photo by William Salas
You have some beautiful imagery happening here, Caren. My husband, Brisman, pointed me in your direction. I think you follow his blog on Photo Tips.
ReplyDeleteThank you! :)
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