Archives for September 2018

Sent by messenger and delivered by winged soothsayers.

The night’s robes and the day’s drapes fell into place.

With ingenious strategy, fluently applied in a spontaneous burst of lucid poetry, the world and the gravel paths became a highway to inspired and delirious delight.

It was all so meaningful, valuable and permanent.

The long-lasting seedlings of future fortune and vigorous health, have sprouted and taken root.

There is love, and there is learning, tune, and timbre together.

Why go anywhere else when you can be here?

Or you can. Go elsewhere, that is.

The ugliest of cities may be the best and the prettiest will certainly be the tourist-busiest.

Huge dividends, ok…payoffs, abound from going where no-one suggested.

This is as true when you choose which street to explore as where to head for in the first place.

But this ignores “safety and security”!

Sometimes you must let the mind wander and the body relax.

And sometimes everything they say is wrong, meaning you are about to be so very right!

Detecting the hint of jasmine.

There are other flowers, plants and shrubs.

Trees didn’t count towards the bonus.

Brick walls, lattice fences and manicured hedges were a bonus.

Ornate metal gates would ensure victory.

A prize was invisible, a victory sweeter than Arc de Ron.

Repaired and ready for another century.

Who? What? When? Where?

We could not find the answer.

The last three chapters were either never written or lost.

We will have to start writing and invent the ending of this grand story.

It will seem like fresh work, a new book – except for the beginning.

We share some things, but not as many as we would like.

Secrets abide in the shadows of true friendship, openness and confident description fuel connection.

We are sad, then happy, then wiser.

Sometimes we are lost in thought, space or bubbling experience of that moment.

But we say “we”. Do you?