Monday, July 22, 2013

Qui scribit bis legit.

A book is a good friend. 
Let’s you  relax,  in its wondrous world of words. 
 Pushes away the mundane. 
Like a  secret garden 
 it conjures up memories, long forgotten, 
images of escape.
Tender longings for sweet summer days, 
 white out winter’s, stormy nights; 
 forgotten words  in subtle harmony find their way into your inner self. Ts

Qui scribit bis legit.  He who writes reads twice.

© Ts
Photo/ Yellow Brugmansia my garden/ Text

Saturday, July 6, 2013

Nemo dat quod non habet;

My garden;

 Standing at the open window
looking  at the sun and the clouds,
a soft shadow holds its own in your eyes,
I see you  smile
I hear you breathing.
It is one of many Sundays.  Ts

Nnemo dat quod non habet 
No one gives what he does not have.

©Photo/Text Ts