Lapis colored skies at dusk say adieu...
to the now departing burgundy sun light...
I angled my arms
in a way that meshed...
Shenandoah
Shenandoah, the morning revealed your splendor...
Conversation died
the day her whispers vanished...
Lucero's echoing and the musing for the day and...
For ne'er before has there been a star gazing as...
As night comes to fall,
listen to hear the wolf's lonely call...
Bayda, the Casablanca, the wettest part in Libya...
The air is unsullied with city pollution. A rough...
Like a butterfly...
Summer evening
I reached the cottage on the mountain...
She's as tiny as a
speck of light...
Fed by the sunshine,
happiness sent to the north...
Black clouds burst to rain,
raindrops perch on her eyelids...