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...