Thursday, 6 June 2013
No Strings Attached Where My Mind Wanders
Unfettered by poles, strings, wings or gravity, it seems I can touch the stars sometimes when I watch clouds brush past unending horizons and hear the wind whistling past roofs.
When inspired by local sights and sounds my imagination takes me anywhere I care to wander. In my mind, I can travel beyond the whale spinning to escape its captor ...
the geese flapping frantically to get into formation ...
and the planes roaring over the street where my feet are fastened.
To view skies from around the world visit Skywatch Friday.
Copyright by Penelope Puddlisms
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