in her dreams

long behind the mountain
 unnecessary destination
  ruined path followed
         almost
       straight up
    through the trees
 enthralled quintessence
built like my fairy tales
      I was a child
    memory commented 
     against a ghost 
        a smile
        his lips
      thought passed
    across the valley
      in her dreams
      desire within
       reluctantly
    distant impressions
        answered
    not quite steady

Reading

Installation at Sunsite

in a rare mood

a rough map

strolling

she said

absorbed