Today I went on another bike ride
in the western hemispheres of the Santa Rosa creek and snapped some pictures
with my Sony digital camera. The pictures sparked some more words for my
writings I titled Dead Poems.
While my creativity steadily drowns
in the gilded cage of work, sometimes my imagination surfaces in the form of
Dead Poems or another blog.
Nature IV
Naked trees
dwell amidst heavily garbed ones while many cunning
creatures
scurry and fly around in lush nature surrounded by
temporary suburbia.
California’s state flower, the poppy flourishes
where it sees
fit. Tame nature swells into the very depths of eternity.
Izzy Schurr
