Bright rays cling to rainbow flag. Between this breath and the next. Reminds me of the blood that fell. All of history meets my eye. Hurrying to meet that long ago flame.

Visual Poetry, Photography and Quotes. If you enjoy, please share. If you enjoy, please share. If you enjoy, please share. If you enjoy, please share. If you enjoy, please share. If you enjoy, please share. If you enjoy, please share. If you enjoy, please share. The look of Spring In a Kentucky Sunset. If you enjoy, please share. The sun from the western horizon.

Figuring life out, one post at a time. What they need to accomplish, what other people should be trying to accomplish, and what you need to accomplish. Why is it that we are so fixed on the idea that we always need to have everything organized and completed, or we feel like a complete failure? And if we miss one of those things? .

The Poetic Journey of John White, writer. A New Direction NEW! Posted by John White. Any move away from our agenda. Will quickly earn you a label. That we can and will plaster there. For all the world to see. Go along with us on this. Ride toward the granola sunset. Ever be spoken but where.

I am addicted to coffee and to memories. Coffee makes me high and giddy and memories make me calm and reverent. And before a blazing sunset saturating the sky in deep infinite orange, my memories come on. It must be the coffee.