Surrendering To Soulful Disarray

“Her deep and damp smile could feed the gardens on the edge of this town.”

— 15-word myth #85: Melissa / @azurestone9

Golden leaf

Chill slain

Wings murmur

Sent to stone

Shorn

Last sigh

In an arbour

Of bone

errant leaf skipping

ahead on the gravel path

awaiting uplift

My Mountains

days of misted grey

silence are free as trees rust

in the mountain's arms

#haiku #poetry

Main waterfall at Soco, on the Cherokee Nation near the Blue Ridge Parkway in North Carolina.

There was something rather blousy about roses in full bloom, something shallow and raucous, like women with untidy hair.

~Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca

Things one can see during a sunset drive in Western North Carolina on the Blue Ridge Parkway

Days of fog before the hurricane here in the mountains

Clingman's Dome: Highest point in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park at 6,643 feet above sea level.