the drifting breeze is a cool kiss that takes the heat of the sun away ~

diminishing (the daydream)

Poem #202 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie. Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction he dies a little as the daytime turns into night from skipping on the rays of sunshine to descent into the dark into nothing where he loses himself a small amount every … Continue reading diminishing (the daydream)