Originally posted on Whispers of a poet's heart:
When in the right mindset and atmosphere, I will often imagine myself   Beneath the vast shade of an old willow tree sitting in contemplation Condensation dripping down a tall glass of lemon-flavored ice tea on a table Only to have the pool of water drain…

Originally posted on Whispers of a poet's heart:
I write tens of thousands of words in my pictorial mindscape daily There are times I feel like a foreign stowaway- in my own life Holding a limited understanding or of being lost in a bizarre country ? As if I’d fallen off a makeshift tourist…