Absolutely Miles Away …too many clouds, too little time…

one window

a moment’s slow pause, to watch the drips of rain fall, scared by light and captured by time.

[add a line below, if you wish]

[I won’t, if it’s all the same to you. This says all that needs to be said, and very poetically.]

I’m sure I had a line… somewhere.

[However, after that last comment, I think I’m feeling a bit of performance anxiety.]

*gets highly excited at the possibility of comments all encased in brackets or interesting punctuation*

Mr. Witness, sir: [There is always more to read between the gridlines and wordbreaks]

Ani: [brackets are always useful.]

[[Once again…lovely]]

[No extra lines… required?]

[Yes, I am quite taken with the way brackets allow us to express ourselves so freely. Their constrictive nature would seem to suggest otherwise.]

[Doobrie: thank you very much! I hope your quick trip went well.]

[Bohémienne: There’s always room to add a little more, should the idea take hold…]

[Ani: perhaps they are merely a little rip in the fabric of time, into which tiny thoughts and memories can be placed, and quickly covered over, lest they be seen…]

“fleeting, fleeting, spinning down like a mercury trail, halting, but not halting and speeding down only to splash in an explosion of wetness and light…”

We MUST have more completions like this. :)