Jo Janoski's Blog

The other day I stepped outside in the evening when the sun was going down. It was raining at the same time, coming together to be all golde...

A New Day (like music plays) In whisper quiet winds rush, like symphonies play to flee dark of night and see dawn's alarming sun ...

Intentions, like cool, soft morning, they whisper innuendos, confronted by doubtful breezes and stale winds of experience... ...

Blue l ike a frightened violet, your face turned from wind's icy stare, color muted and message denied, with only a whisper remaining...

Hesitancy Inspirations, like crystal waters flow cascading over waterfall mind sweeps down to a grounded world, next to splash up in diamond...

She Gets It Car ride with the top down  like a risqué, open blouse and blond hair streaming translucence, while sunshine ...