Day 1498, island?
I look
standing close
into the mirror
and see
emptiness
a blue expanse
an island
~
but I’m not sure
Day 1497, almost.
Almost
silent
~
a bird
far away
~
a bee
somewhere
~
the sea
waves
~
my heart
distracting
Day 1496, just below the clouds.
In a distance
the snow covered tops
remind me
of the cold
where the eagle
flies
just below
the clouds
~
effortlessly she glides
down
from rising
warmer
air
watching the world
nervously
for the pray
she needs
Day 1495, far above.
Standing up
hungry
staring at the sky
I slowly see
emerging
stars
far above
my horizon
Day 1494, swell.
A reflection
while walking
inshore
~
unsure what I sea
not looking
to the other
~
side
~
I stop
and still
stare down
into a silent
swell
Day 1493, stuck mid air.
I finally flew
away from a womb
~
to sow myself
to the world
~
drifting fertile
to unknown grounds
I suddenly
~
by a gust of wind
lost my drive
to end up caught
by a tree
close to home
Day 1492, half a bridge.
From far away
my idea
spans
the horizon
~
from the side
where I am going
to the side
I want to be
~
but now
I am closer
and not so sure
~
I can’t see
the other side
from here
Day 1491, till they take me.
They left me
outside here
in the cold
for all these months
~
and I still did
and do
the only thing
that I can
~
holding the line
till they take me
Day 1490, like me.
A new life
on finding feet
~
with each step
in warm grass
~
playing with the others
that still do
~
like I
in my head
Day 1489, leave.
Colorful
at the end
she whirled
to a welcoming
ground
~
in a quiet
corner
her life
moved away
~
at the end
of this winter
a thought
and her cage
where left
~
all
alone
Day 1488, a thousand times.
The rain evaporates
in an endless order
~
falling down
a fresh air
reflecting the world
a thousand times
~
it slowly slides
Day 1487, run away.
A private moment
caught
while walking by
~
skittish
we all look
and run away
Day 1486, arc.
A majestic structure
looms overhead
suspended
seemingly
in hazy air
~
the parabole
my road
hangs on
to the other side
Day 1485, I’m driving.
The mountains
I see
around the corner
are far away
but pull on me
~
the peaks
covered
in yesterday’s snow
hide
the unbeaten paths
I long for
~
suddenly
~
a dream
warns me
to watch the road
I’m driving
Day 1484, endless together.
