Talking in My Sleep
Uncertainty shadows
Wisps of cloudy thoughts
Soulful dreams begin
Talking in my sleep, no end
Who is questioning
While I murmur, toss and turn
When I slowly wake
There is no one there
Only ghostly impressions
Of love gone by
Wistfully clutch the sheets
And surely there were feather kisses
All gone too
Disappointment settles
And another day begins.
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I know I'm a stargazing,skywatching,storm loving, sungazing addict. Environmentalist, political blogger, professional photographer, writer, artist...my favourite quote is:
"If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy,
if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you,
if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand,
rejoice, for your soul is alive".
~ Eleonora Duse ~
...my soul is definitely alive.
Good Morning Estee. You are a soulful, articulate lady. I can’t tear myself away from your blog and anxiously wait for your next post. You speed up my heart beat. Your most ardent admirer JACK