[Ten moments of silence.]
I
I fell in love with the full,
fluffy heaps of white on sidewalks,
the icicles that clung
to gutters and railings.
II
My mountains changed;
They're blue and ridged now.
The summers bleed the pavement
like steaming gray socks.
Shade does not offer solace
from moist, viscous air. In the afternoons,
if luck chances by, the humidity lofts
into thick purple clouds
and rain slaps hot pavement.
I can breathe.
III
The carrot leaves
fell from gold foliage
like drops of sunset.
I closed my eyes and saw twelve wild turkeys
gaggle cross the yard, a doe freeze,
framed by the window, ineffable
bright-lined
Current Residence: India Favourite style of art: photo-realism Operating System: XP MP3 player of choice: JEt audio..cuz of the orange plunge they;ve gotten Wallpaper of choice: preferably floral Favourite cartoon character: bubba
Favourite Movies
Serendipity or The Lake House
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Bombay Vikings
Tools of the Trade
pen, 6B pencil, PhotoShop Cs2, Illustrator Cs2, Sony DSC-S750