Posted on July 16, 2014July 16, 2014 in a meaning to life, art, poetry, unusual, surreal, strange, dreams, everyday reality, fiction, imagination, stream of consciousness, prose, poetry, poets, writing, drawing, painting, sketching,, dreams, ecology, environment, everyday reality, expressionism, emotion, angst, struggle, love, fiction, imagination, lyrics, music career, poem, poems, poetry, writing, singer songwriter, strangeness, stream of consciousness, surrealism, travel ,, unusual, words, writing We passed the shop that sold lavender. We passed it on the way to the Swiss Mountains. Oh, how they chortled and sang. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
