Chuck Clenney
Photo: carbonnyc
Sunday Morning, I find myself
Reading old love letters
Reminiscing of how my hands
Remember how your body felt.
Chuck Clenney
Photo: carbonnyc
Sunday Morning, I find myself
Reading old love letters
Reminiscing of how my hands
Remember how your body felt.
Chuck Clenney
Photo: procsilas
Salvador Dali
Slept with
Wooden spoon
In Hand.
When he
Fell asleep
The spoon
Hit the ground
Subconsciously startled
To head
To the easel
Without the artist.
Automatic painting.
Chuck Clenney
Photo: jesuspresley
I forgot about snow
And so much more
Until Old Man Winter
Came knocking at my door.