The Rivers Edge By Pejj Nunes

The rivers edge where a dark pool begins to soften___ Not deep water, so it will give up its mysteries in time. Light of day__a glance will tell me when and where. Translucence will reveal settled things, uneven rocks__ These setting below the water, with sharp glinting edges, Casting shadows, waiting undisturbed. River grass catches… Continue reading The Rivers Edge By Pejj Nunes

Good Mourning Sunshine! My Thomas!

“What have you of life’s beautiful things? A rainbow’s shimmering hues when the shower has ended? A warm brown puppy in the sunlight? A mockingbird singing while a thin veil of clouds is drawn like misty curtains across the full moon; a playhouse where string stretches from tree to tree and shuts out all invaders;… Continue reading Good Mourning Sunshine! My Thomas!