Clouds fill sky and thoughts toWhere my muse has scurried Empty-unfulfilled. ©Nancilynn Saylor July 2017
Category: From my Journal
“Sundown you better take care…”
Notes and words stir me. Wisk me back again in time. Only memories now. ©Nancilynn Saylor. […]
About Marching
I have always controlled my own body. I did not need to march for that right to do so. I worked for over 50 years and it was pretty easy to find work. I did not march to find it. I never felt I needed to march to make my point to elected officials either. […]
Sun sinks low in the western sky
I take deep breaths and sigh happiness an illusion looked for in the corridors of dreams raced up stairs in cavernous buildings I have no idea who or where I am. The sun is there, too down those corridors up those stairs and when it sets the Moon will rise. © Nancilynn Photo […]
The write words
i only thought there were no words… but, I was wrong, there are. ©Nancilynn Photo from my bookshelf: The Republic and other Works of Plato
Nancilynn is Writing again 