Colors seem to shift Sky washed cotton clouds drift by Day dreaming all day
Colors seem to shift Sky washed cotton clouds drift by Day dreaming all day
After the rain falls After the wind has settled Birds will sing again
Delicate breeze sings Dark limbs reach to pastel sky Color Gently grows
Beyond those trees there I’ve heard there’s another world All I see are trees
Spring is green and red Moving through branches in mists As soft as a kiss
A pale slate grey sky Rain will fall as cold as ice Spring here sometimes brings snow
Buddy Wakefield – Convenience Stores
Okay this is a story teller.
Against a grey sky Soft green eyelets waltz and whirl Waiting for Spring rain
I just received my first two rejections on the same day, so I now can really relate to this. I was told “unfortunately at this time we have not selected your writing…” and “keep submitting,” and then I found this video. I know it happens. It is a rite of passage. So it is cool. So for everyone else out there who knows this feeling or is afraid they will die, you won’t, but you may find yourself overindulging in Chinese food. Or maybe that is just me.
Color appears drawn Outside the lines of bare limbs Blushing cheeks crimson
The rising tide 