Snapscapes

    Sepia prints memories mutations

    Is this it or

    Was it that

    Never could get a

    Foot hold

    Across the field

    Where the horizon

    Kisses the ground

    Birds in flight

    Brilliant rays

    Golden sunshine or

    Was it

    The Painters delight

     And the Eternal

    Conjurer going wondrous

    Creations' own Daughter

    Rhapsody in Hues

    Makers own delight

    Caught in Canvas

    In Print cascading

   Your Mindroom

   Filling up the senses

   Trillions of Bubbles

   In the air

  Was it your breath

   That you blew

    No commotion

    Softly she comes

   The Harbinger of

   All that you dreamt

   Daylight beckons

   Starshine travels

   To Nether Abode

   Picture Perfect

   Reams of Scenarios

   Captured

   Snapscapes