Collabor88 – Page 22 – Threads and Tuneage

Flamenco Dancing in Seville

Her quickly flicking heels and hands Her fan it flutters– Dancing. A silk-swift turn, with graceful place Of foot, and

A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period – When March is scarcely here

From the lips of Morning, Where the blossoms lie, Petulantly scorning, Breathed a little sigh; “Sunrise flowers wither, Quickly turn

Life isn’t about having a thousand friends, it’s about finding the very few right ones you need……. Totally loving this

Like a wild flower; she spent her days, allowing herself to grow, not many knew of her struggle, but eventually

There’s a meadow past the village On a hill…where magic swarms You can see it on a summer night When

Glass eyes and porcelain skin Look to her and think of sin Her touch is like a hazy dream

12 March 2018

THERE are fairies at the bottom of our garden! It’s not so very, very far away; You pass the gardner’s

9 March 2018

Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday…… Shown are both sections of Milk Motion’s Love Hotel build/photo

Her heart was wild, but I didn’t want to catch it; I wanted to run with it…. to set mine

5 March 2018

The Petrichor reminded me of the first time I saw you through the mist. The grey clouds fogged the sky