Inside My Pocket

Sometimes days slip by, distractions arrive, bullies toss a day on it’s head and yet your phone might continue on despite and take a picture of the inside of your pocket.

Flower Moon, Full Moon May

Flower Moon, May, ©2014. “Here I came to the very edge where nothing at all needs saying, everything is absorbed through weather and the sea, and the moon swam back, its rays all silvered, and time and again the darkness would be broken by the crash of a wave, and every day on the balcony of the sea, wings open, fire is born, and… Continue reading Flower Moon, Full Moon May