The road
is not lit
by the light
but by the darkness
on its sides
Month: September 2019
Day 1269, where.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Are you left out?
Stayed behind?
Or walked away?
Day 1268, tools.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The tools
of a thinker
a window to look
from under
a sunshade
for the harsh
light
Day 1267, lines.
Day's pictures, Poetry
From here
I see lines
coming together
in the future
when I wake
on my side
I am not
so sure
Day 1266, mask.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Its the inside
of a mask
what I see
when I look at
you
Day 1265, muted.
Day's pictures, Poetry
This is an echo
passing by
from the past
more refined
maybe
than before
the details muted
maybe
lost?
Day 1264, in front.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I see it
a few times a year
laid out in front
of me
hoping it stays
colorful
and clean
Day 1263, ancient.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I see
an ancient landscape
where my roots are
detached forever
and my mind
an artificial
line
Day 1262, leaf.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I detach
and fall
for a short time
colors stay
vibrant on the hard soil
underneath
the tree
where I grew up
Day 1261, double mirror.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Two faces
just before
they disappear
look at you
telling you
nothing
Day 1260, landing.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A last
distorted landing
wondering aimlessly
~
picking up a scent
of where to die
Day 1259, clouds.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The wind is weak
between the clouds
where I
slowly move
and embrace
my world
til I am heavy
and fall
Day 1258, fading out.
Day's pictures, Poetry
When the wind is over the horizon
and the evening calms
the dark sea reflects
~
your thoughts fall
in silence
with nothing
Nochrisis 