VOID OF EMPTINESS

I have no room for any more sadness That sleepy Sunday morning marking my departure Once again I say goodbye to that which I love And by my own volition I relinquish my own heart On the long turbulent wind that carried me south I felt the void of separation in each passing mile And

QUOTE OF THE DAY

“A man’s work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.” ~ Albert Camus

STILL RUNNING

So many years Lifetimes it seems So much muddy water Under those burnt Forgotten bridges Modus operandi Fly in like the wind Come and go Completely unknown This time different Everything shifted Perspective Perception Observing With intent Everywhere I go Round every corner No longer hidden Painful haunting ghosts Feeling a stranger In a place

WISTERIA MOON

Light fades with flickering flames Balmy breezes waft through the trees Pleasant shivers blanket the flesh Akin to receiving a lover’s kiss The heady scent of gardens perfume Leaves a swell in her heart one night in June ©2011 Jill Terry