Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Blurry Summer Days

No storms no thunders

yet she wonders

why time crumbles and falls

like colorless confetti

onto her shoulders

Perhaps these are some lost fireflies

or exiled orphans

5 comments:

Paul said...

Oh that is so gentle and beautiful, Sherifa. And it makes me so happy to hear from you again.

Jason Gusmann said...

back again, with orphans in exile in tow - thank you.

Cosmictree said...

Opppss, back in the garden! Where are the rats and the rabbits?! I guess I am experiencing an Alice-toteless syndrom:)

Miss you people, thanks!

(P.S. Hey Po, I am in! They accepted me for the master's...)

Eman said...

Shers! What are you majoring in? I am happy for you!

Eman said...

Oh, and some outrageously brilliant imagery going on here. Time like confetti? I love it!