This morning the bed spit me out in distaste. I am not responsible for these dreams, I think out loud… Read more Morning; Voyage
Category: Garden’s Poetry
Afternoon; Out Discovering
I stretched my body, arms reaching out to look for a vagrant cloud or two, to pull them overhead for… Read more Afternoon; Out Discovering
Garden’s poetry; Bees and Ants
three benign bees free flying bees like freebie Frisbees now ant alone now ants meet now ants go
Garden’s Poetry: A Young Couple
It has been almost ten months since I last took the camera out, spending soft moments with birds and insects…… Read more Garden’s Poetry: A Young Couple
I Have Always Wanted to Fly
Even as I write a house fly sits on an edge of the laptop… it would seem that the poetry… Read more I Have Always Wanted to Fly
Muses and Fairies
Mister C eats flies
Mister C is a common India Chameleon of a respectable social standing and a somewhat unusually speedy disposition. Mister C… Read more Mister C eats flies
A World
I walk outside and open my eyes… before this, I’d been inside… wondering about the membrane that separates me from… Read more A World
Summer Day!
It’s quite satisfying to look into the spider’s eyes and decipher the traps he weaves… leaves an impression in my… Read more Summer Day!
Mid-Happening Moods
When you stop a moment mid-happening, what could it mean? When you catch it and let it linger on… what… Read more Mid-Happening Moods
