I will be on a Hiatus for a while as I really lost my motivation for photography and being creative……..I don’t know why I suddenly just lost it, but one never know if the passion returns or not. If I find the lust again……..You will see it here! If I sell my cameras……You will see it here to, as the blog will vanish.
These winter trees
cold and shouldering winds
their bending branches unhinge
falling limbs crash and break the snow
further still a secret world of mud and bulbs
that in the spring blooms of tulips and violet mossy lawns
and too, the sun that comes to warm and fills with green the tree arms
this wooded home that breathes with sheltering birdsong.
cold and shouldering winds
their bending branches unhinge
falling limbs crash and break the snow
further still a secret world of mud and bulbs
that in the spring blooms of tulips and violet mossy lawns
and too, the sun that comes to warm and fills with green the tree arms
this wooded home that breathes with sheltering birdsong.
Today started with rain
As if it knew of my bad day.
If only I could start again
It’s pointless thinking of yesterday.
As if it knew of my bad day.
If only I could start again
It’s pointless thinking of yesterday.
Running out towards the car
I felt the droplets hitting me.
I’m lucky they weren’t a tear
I have to shed and let troubles be.
Brushing off the droplets
As I turned on the radio.
If only I could brush away regrets
In order to let everything go.
Feeling heartbroken in silence
I couldn’t tell anyone about it.
Like glass shattered into pieces
My fingers bleed as I collect it.
I told myself I shouldn’t frown
Of yesterday’s mistakes and error.
I turn the sand glass upside down
It’s not too late for me to start over.
©Joie Yin
