03 Sunday Apr 2016
Posted in poems
red ink in the air
mauve
pears
on the old blue tree
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air & blue wormhole: b / r / e / a / t / h / i / n / g
mauve wormhole: ‘went up to London and what did I see; …’ – poewieview #7
red wormhole: tong len / the inauguration of another – timely – butter fly effect / taking and giving
trees & writing wormhole: and that’s where I are
Inspiration on the Vajrayana Path (if words too small, set browser to magnify to 125%)
Snapshots of remarkably unremarkable things and other discoveries.
hedy bach original photography mixed stories and music
My thoughts take me on interesting journies! I’d like to share some here..
Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry
it is all just bullshit anyway.....
ab ovo usque ad mala
I am the "little armored one", moving gently through life. Hoping to safeguard my sensitivities with layers of words and the expression of thought. Shielding my mirror neurons at times, or tasting music and spinning till I'm dizzy. Every moment here is a gift.
Buddhist meditation center presenting pure Dharma teachings
Sparked by Words
Poetry, musings and sightings from where the country changes
