A different kind of spice
Shattered Loneliness It drags on for daysand sleepless nightsIn emptinessIn silenceIn the greyEngulfing my spiritwith it's frigidand unwelcomingBut all too familiar armsAs I mourn wilt in the dark cornerof it's embrace, AndIcannotbreathe. I cannot breathe! I can't breathe! Can't breathe Can't. BREATHE Br e a the
There is a park of mosaic art about 30 to 60 minutes (depending on traffic) from where I live. It isn't very big at all, but if you love art and detail you can spend a couple of hours at this park finding art within art. You need to look at the big picture then… Continue reading Inspiration
Canela Ajena 