Day’s pictures
Day 1548, bends.
Day's pictures, Poetry
In
and out of focus
we climb up
~
till our branch
bends down again
to where we started
Day 1547, different way’s
Day's pictures, Poetry
There are day’s
~
that I look down
~
and feel good
~
about the scars that I have
Day 1546, resistance.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Hardly attached
to forgotten ground
~
I rush forward
slowly opening
when the resistance
of the future
hits my closure
Day 1545, seeds.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Some of my seed
got spoiled
taken by the wind
into the darkness
~
I hope the rest
leaves
the normal way
during a slight
depression
Day 1544, moonlight
Day's pictures, Poetry
This flower
that once bloomed
is now frozen
in silver moonlight
~
waiting for the wind
of a new rising sun
to take her away
Day 1543, behind.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A light
behind
a thousand
possibilities
~
is casting a shadow
upon you
~
prepare to move
when the wind
pics up
Day 1542, leave.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A leave
with darkness
and deep feigns
~
feeding itself
from where it all
starts
~
the dark soil
where the past
gets consumed
Day 1541, broken.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Staring over the blue horizon
I notice
that
even the sun is not moving
me
any more
Day 1540, slightly
Day's pictures, Poetry
From out of a nightmare
I get touched
slightly
by a tiny tentacle
attached
to an eerie shadow
~
I wake up
and realize
it’s just
reality
Day 1539, flower.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The sun is there
and I normally flower
dancing on the grass
with the wind
besides the streets
~
but the streets
are toxic
my address is torn
I am afraid
that I
will not sow
this year
Day 1537, white chalk.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The outline of a flower
drawn on the black street
~
the color that once attracted
has drifted away
the empty shell
will soon
be discarded
~
and the white chalk
that marked
is put away
as to have
in this all
no blame
Day 1536, hard white rocks.
Day's pictures, Poetry
In-between
the hard white rocks
a sun barely reaches
the fertile soil
~
but only the shimmering
of the shadows down there
spur some on
to take over
and go towards
the hope
of some light
Day 1535, reach out.
Day's pictures, Poetry
There are millions
of us
waking up
to reach for the sun
~
who shines
to bring
all of the colours
from out of our shadows
Day 1534, structures.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I saw today
by coincident
this mental picture
~
it depicted
the structures
supporting me
from the ground
up
~
I recognized
some of it
other parts
not
and in the shadows
I couldn’t see
and maybe
I
Day 1533, waiting.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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