I will never know certain parts of life …but only see them in silhouette and shadow….or as a dim chalk line on a pavement as I walk by….
Mysteries which flit
Images at the edge.
Questions never answered.
Isn’t that glorious.
by Philip Wardlow
A Wheel of Time Community
Health • Inspiration • Life
But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for
Ignorance is bliss / truth is necessary / rust in the soul
Where writers gather
Realise your innate perfection
one thousand words are not enough
Poetry
Erotic Fantasies
journal
Tigers not daughters
Let Your Eyes Do The Talking...
A Place to share My Love for Painting, Life, and my Wandering Mind
Hiking with snark in the beautiful Pacific Northwest 2011 - 2013
Reviews, raves, and rants it's all about the books we read
mother alien 👽
A cozy cottage for writers and book lovers
A Wheel of Time Community
Health • Inspiration • Life
But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for
Ignorance is bliss / truth is necessary / rust in the soul
Where writers gather
Realise your innate perfection
one thousand words are not enough
Poetry
Erotic Fantasies
journal
Tigers not daughters
Let Your Eyes Do The Talking...
A Place to share My Love for Painting, Life, and my Wandering Mind
Hiking with snark in the beautiful Pacific Northwest 2011 - 2013
Reviews, raves, and rants it's all about the books we read
mother alien 👽
A cozy cottage for writers and book lovers