I sit here staring through the middle of the night. That and not much more,
The rain trickles, and pours… then trickles… then pours.
As it struggles to find an enduring rhythm, the subtle but unmistakable flashes of lightning that dance in the accompaniment of thunder.
What feelings wash into my being? Continue reading “What Thunder And Lightning Feel Like.”
Well, I happened to stumble onto this ‘Transient’ challenge laid out by Andrea Badgley.
Immediately, I began to form visuals and associate images of the past– a past that is now very late.
Perhaps a pirates’ past, sailing the open seas in search of new opportunities to plunder.
Perhaps a life spent upon the helm— does the helmsman steer the ship, or does the ship steer the helmsman? Continue reading “Transient Memories That Don’t Belong To Me.”