Monday, July 18, 2016

A brush all your life

Loving the absence of each word,
until the painting is revealed.

What the waterfall does to your hair.

Then the storm begins,
and the forest is a hand.


Jan said...

William, my friend, I always enjoy your talented mind and the way it plays with words~

William Michaelian said...

Jan, we’ve been friends now for a good long while — “through many autumns,” you might say — and I think it gives us a pretty good understanding of each other. You are always so generous with your replies. It does my heart good. I am grateful.

Jan said...

Thank you, have just made my day a little sweeter~