Tuesday Collab #6
speaks flower language
with no words.
engulfs both eyes and senses
I breathe it’s scents of lilac and lavender,
light perfumes drifting in violet haze.
But dreams cluster round like fragile old ladies,
their shadow-ghost beings gentle relics of time,
while memories, frail as paper-thin tissue,
hover and whisper through the length of my days.
lavender and lace
a life lived
in quiet expectation,
Tuesday Collab #6: Jinksy created a beautiful poem for this playing with the color purple I did last month. She will do a turn-about, using one of her images and my response on Thursday at her site, found here:
You are invited to respond to the image in whatever form or words you choose, either here in the comments section, or on your own blog. Please leave a URL so that everyone can take a look at your creation, and please take the time to visit those who do leave an addie. Thank you,
Elizabeth and Jinksy