Sunset of coral-tinged clouds
Damp air like breathing through
Home. Or nearly.
One last night in Pittsburgh
Then the olden-times tomorrow on the train,
Saying goodbye to the high desert.
My Personal Journal, Made Public
"He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life." ...James Joyce
author of many genres because no one likes being stationary
Celaine Charles ~ My journey as a writer and author ~ Click STEPS IN BETWEEN above for more Blog posts
writing when the rest of Denver is sleeping
So sick of trying to keep up!
New Home for Ionwhitepoetry
“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." --Chaucer
Writing Circles & Poetry for Fearful Times
Good things are going to happen@Mehakkhorana
seeking sublime surrender
THE DRIVELLINGS OF TWATTERSLEY FROMAGE