White has many shades.
Shadow blue, sunlit gold, grey
of approaching storm.
Color of winter
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White has many shades.
Shadow blue, sunlit gold, grey
of approaching storm.
Small delicate word
studies of a larger life
viewed by an artist.
Summer’s sizzle leaves
me cold. Instead, winter’s white
embrace warms my heart.
Gently falling stars,
nature’s sand slipping through the
hourglass of winter.
She’d buy Free People,
match and mismatch carelessly,
revel in oddball.
J’s Pied Piper calls.
Mecca of offbeat fashion,
she shops in a daze.
They create out of
nothing whole scenes, entertain
from mere suggestions.
Windows at Lord &
Taylor gleam with holiday
scenes. Small worlds of joy
The heart of the world.
Like fireworks that never fade
explosions of light.
My daughters watch the
Gilmour Girls non-stop, wishing
I were Lorelei.