My favorite time of day is when the sun decides to paint the sky. Water colors splashed across the horizon in the evening glow. An homage to the day. A final, glorious farewell before allowing the moon to take its place...
A little slice of heaven
Drowning in “what ifs”
Sometimes I drown in "what ifs"they crash over mepummeling like wavesleaving me heaving for airsalt stinging open woundsSometimes, I let thempull me outinto the riptidedrag me to the pastfloat there awhilea sea of different endingsall leading to a loss of airall resulting in megasping on the ocean floor
The Persevering Tides
I watched the tide nip at the sandThe waves swashed and ebbedmoving forward in grand, crashing thruststhen pulled violently backagain and againA rhythmic pattern; an aggressive lullabyEach pull stealing pieces of the sandintertwiningmolecules floating into the vastnessFurther out the water is steady, cleartinted by the blue of the summer skyshimmering like scattered glass under the... Continue Reading →
K.J Stafford 