Friday, July 17, 2009

dream

raging storm
climbing waves
jagged rocks
sitting alone
gazing endlessly
no horizon
pouring rain
drenched wet
lightning
darkness
thunder
silence
breathing
alive
coagulating raindrops
slaked skin
ticking watch
slowing time
closing eyes
staring above
white
peace
black
cave
table
flickering candle
soft hue
orange and yellow
table
two chairs
one occupied
one empty
black dress
flowing hair
gleaming eyes
lovely smile:)
flash forward
realization
open eyes
turn around
open arms
same eyes
same smile
seen often
yet new
chuckles
hands
hugs
home

dad's writing style...my thoughts

4 comments:

Trips said...

interesting .. :)

v said...

and how??:)

Trips said...

i like it when someone doesnt describe evrything, so that my imagination can create the rest,

the one word lines .. sorta took me thr ..

v said...

:)