The dark above an umbrella…
Suddenly this defeat. This rain. The blues gone gray And the browns gone gray And yellow A terrible amber. In the cold streets Your warm body. In whatever room Your…
Cold, wet, snowy streets of Vienna…
Kinda self-explanatory post today. Just some wanderings around Vienna. It snowed a good portion of the night and morning leaving the world quite wet and slushy. I had to pack for…
On moisture…
…and the one day it rains all month but nobody takes out an umbrella. . . I find it interesting what people carry in their hands. On a…
Cold wet stone…
“Here I stand Head bowed for thee My empty heart begs you Leave me be But I confess You know too well That I have fallen Pray your mercy give…