Friday, April 30, 2010

life as it is in 55 words

it's trying to snow
there is always a cloud
somewhere up there
consisting of snow

out on the highway
i meet a surprise
the wild horses
with a newborn foal

i leave the light on
listening to Beth Hart
my hands frozen
to the keyboard

i will warm them
in between 'my own skin'



for friday 55 go to
Lilacs

4 comments:

G-Man said...

Welcome back Jozien..
Your 55 was GREAT!
Your Northern inspiration makes me smile.
Thanks for visiting, thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G

Brian Miller said...

bet seeing those wild horses was really cool. nice 55.

mine is up!

sheri... said...

i enjoyed your 55 today and reading through your blog was priceless, jozien...what a wonderful place to live!

Cicero Sings said...

Hi Jozien,

Thanks for your kind comments!

Your own blog is very you, unique and different ... you make yourself quite vulnerable. I think you will find it very interesting to look back on the progression of your feelings, say in a couple of years.

The ordinary, mundane times sometimes cause us the most restlessness ... harder to stick to things during those times. But one can't always live on a high without it taking its toll ... hence we need the ordinary, must needs suffer through the ordinary, which makes the highs all that much higher when they come our way.

B.C. has a couple of locations where feral horses may be found. We saw some off in a distance once but never close up.