Gone

All things end, some in their time, some before. Tragedy does not discriminate.

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Dreamscape

© 2012 Michael Fiveson

I meet you here, in another world, and we touch without touching. There are few words exchanged and I never know when these moments will occur. These random connections are all that remain, and I am often left confused and hurt. Living in a world without you, I settle for a dreamscape where everything is subject to interpretation and chance.

Green House

© 2012  Michael Fiveson

On my way to not much, while driving through the middle of nowhere, I came to a stop light and on my left this remarkable sight loomed. Whatever it may have been, it now stands as deco art. Photo treats, in the middle of nowhere.

Random Leaves

I think

that sometimes

when the wind is howling

and everyone finds refuge

in quieter places

that same wind

furious and mean

allows for random leaves

brought together by accident

to intertwine

and revel

with discovery