my white room


i never saw a moor—
i never saw the sea—
yet know i how the heather looks
and what a billow be.

e.d.



7/18/12



nights are dark now and  in the mirror 
saw silver spot believing that was a 
lightning bug turned and saw a tiny 
moth - back of wings were light  as day





humble-bee is tired of that heavy rain and
loosing it`s  strengths  in a mere moment, dad
takes him and puts on the fluffy purple flower
and it starts sipping pollen and sun comes out













мне не разобраться, что вдруг случилось,
мне не спросить тебя от этом. иногда 
хочется подойти, и если нужно идти  
долго-долго, спросить, чтобы я знала. 
и не спрашивала, и пыталась забыть
долго - долго.

2 comments:

  1. just a hand....

    looks so beautiful
    reflecting the light, olga

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  2. hi olga,
    it's been a while.
    i'm happy to invite you to next weekend's drawing challenge {28-29/07}. you may find the theme intriguing. love to count you in!... n♥
    drawing challenge

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