memory is a mystery
with pieces disappearing
and remains ever changing
Time’s Reallocations
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
memory is a mystery
with pieces disappearing
and remains ever changing
Wow. Wrote my morning poem, about memory– then clicked link to read your poem and see your image for today.
The world, and our connections within it, continue to be astonishing to me
Wow. 🙂 So many connections and synchronicities in the world if we can attune to them.