End of Autumn

 

The wind sweeps through-

The open window

Ruffling the curtains,

Cooling my cup of tea,

And making me snuggle

With chilled fingertips-

Into the pile of thick blankets.

Birth of an inspiration

Perfectly poised,

Flawless in all imaginable ways

It hovers at the very tip

Of one’s consciousness

For a split second-

Perhaps for a couple of heartbeats,

Until

Inevitably,

Shattering into a most perfect imperfection.

Geishas of yesteryear

Full cheeked

red lipped

each inky hair strand

forced into a work of art-

They smile

to a camera

with hooded eyes

hiding their secrets.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Baby Steps!

So..I think we’ve figured the basics of this whole blogging thing. I got the wordpress set up without getting too much confused, but now comes the big part;

What to write here now.

Hmmmm.. launching into a detailed, impassioned  discussion about  “what I loooove and detest” somehow seems a bit-er-self absorbed.

So what should I write?

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Ok, nothing comes to mind really. So I will just put up a nice picture of flowers in sunshine to cheer everyone up.

There.Done!