Gustave Caillebotte Oarsman in a Top Hat (1878)
The air is a bit more crisp today, as I write aimlessly on this blog. I openly, and often, admit to seeking the attention and validation of others about my writing. But this one is for me. There seems to be a new wave coming, I'm ready to sail into whatever may be ahead.
Forever More
What once was fantasy,
Is all I've ever known.
Happy Alone...
my memories..
guiding me.
In every breath
There's life.
The morning sun,
smiles bright.
I've found myself
In the light.
These winding roads,
take me home.
The fog clear,
Could you believe me now
If I Smile...
The bottle under my bed
left Alone, gathering dust.
My feet rooted in the soil,
I begin to grow again.
What once was a fantasy
Is all I'll ever know
French new wave greats Director Jean-Luc Godard and cinematographer Raoul Coutard 1960 Paris
