My view
Earthy tones...

The intercom blared "Ladies and gentlemen...
only those passengers seated in rows 15 - 30 are...

It was a scruffy day
The sun full of blisters...

Tongues of fire lick
air in a dimly lit room...

Winifred Montague
what a delicious darling she is...

Outside my kitchen window
lies a patch of dirt...

Version 1...

Blasted
Mizzen mast nor portal...

Be it childish scribbling
Crafted, stylized or mere black ink...

Can I visualize for you?
Will my words seemingly dance off the page...

This photo see
Pushed back, far back as it can go...

Hovering featherless over Blandswood
Pere Punga...