I lay there — changing beneath the thin cotton sheets caught in the threads of the silver light pinpoints revealing each letter upon the pages I devoured in the thinness of the night. I lay there absorbed in the alphabet constant an ephemeral Enigma predicting into what I would with each turn metamorphosize wish I…
Nocturnal Grass
© Dale Schierbeck 2014 © Dale Schierbeck 2014 © Dale Schierbeck 2014 © Dale Schierbeck 2014 © Dale Schierbeck 2014 By the warmth of the moonlight, these elephantine grasses swayed in the winds of our Indian summer night and totally captured my heart. See more of from other’s submissions to the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Nighttime….