The jade Buddha sits in silence. “Silence carves itself into serenity,”
This is going to be one of my favorites that you have written.

Beautifully penned, S. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Libellule, only a poet as gifted as you can take a jade carving and make it into a journey into the heart of timelessness itself. There is truth here that lives and breathes in the air of your poet’s soul.

John

This world you would create sounds euphoric. Lovely.

If only we could. Yet, your write is like a daydream. Dream on and hope with the rest of us.

This is deep. We all feel isolated and surrounded by the dark at one time or another. Felt this.

Powerfully penned, Tim. Lots of layers and depth in this write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Yet, you ARE a bright light nonetheless Tim. Shine on!

Boom. You bring the reader along for the ride. Excellent.

You gotta be talking about James Dean. Taken way too early.
It was a preventable tragedy. Getting too comfortable in a fast car isn’t good!
Fast cars and young men can be a death sentence if you are not cautious.

Beautiful tribute to James Dean. He loved speed, freedom, and the open road… his passion became both his muse and his undoing. He adored his Little Bastard, and though he burned bright and brief, his legend never slowed down. I like to imagine he’s still racing somewhere in eternity.

Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent tribute my friend I liked this a lot. Appreciate you.

Damian

I like the old trains. It’s like being transported to the past when you get to sit in one. Went to a train exhibit once.

You described such a great time. Where safety was expected and not out of the ordinary.
Everyone was at ease and not erratic. Nowadays you never know.
I also enjoyed the pic!

Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent write my friend, I remember when railroad crossings and locomotives were abundant as well. Dig this! Appreciate you.

Damian