Head In The Clouds

When my head is in the clouds,I lose sight of what stands before me.I forget where I am;I’m not sure of what I’ve done;Is that bad? Maybe…But, sometimes when the clouds clear;And I return to my present circumstances;There is a sense of purpose;An illumination;A clarity that can only be achieved,By having my head in theContinue reading “Head In The Clouds”

Wintry Day

I force myself to go out into the cold, bleak winter day.I suck in the fresh air and try to convince myself,that the bare trees are beautiful;that the brown mucky slush is fluffy white snow;that the dark low clouds are full of rainbows.My confident posture begins to droop;My head hangs low.Then the clouds part andContinue reading “Wintry Day”