tomorrow’s sunflower

hollered phrase
comforted by a whisper
let it ride
through hollow ancient times
bypassing today’s onlookers
caressed by tomorrow’s sunflower
its yellow reminder
that without love
it really doesn’t matter

by mary ann blinkhorn

sunflower, brick and bike – altered foto

pin the tale on a sunflower

when winds walk
like mysterious hours
pin the tale on a sunflower
decision a sweet dust

the unfailing drum
appreciates thunder and
rolled-up sleeves
hands replenished by hard work

inventing a stair
is like
throwing time
into a trash can
life a brilliant lip

 

by mary ann blinkhorn

Journey – Doodle #9