
Day 3532, open or closed.
Daily picture, Poetry


I would like to display the tracks I leave
on a wall
but
you have to look twice
because my past is worth it
to look twice
at least by me

It is either a force like gravity
or wind
that made the excess water run
it all depends
on how you interpret your perspective

The reflections
of colorful glass in broken glass
is saying it all
if I am not mistaken

In the future
or further away
the once sharp lines you now draw
begin to show another kind of pattern
one that hypnotizes

There is enough to see
amongst the dead buildings
sprung from dreams and nightmares
it’s just a matter of perspective
contrast
some lines
and an eager eye

My wings are not clipped
but I lost some feathers
landing hard
hopefully I still have enough
next time I drive off a cliff
again

Underneath we all know
but live in bliss
till the day we know
the days we have left

I like buildings
they say nothing
while I let them say everything

I did not carve that line in concrete
but it sure does
forces me
to choose a side

I see tree branches reflecting
in two windows close to each other
they seem to be from the same tree
maybe I should turn around
and see for myself

When you are inside
you can see the reflection of yourself
when you're looking outside

The sky
turned gold tonight
when I looked
outside
to wonder
Day 1654
Early morning light
is framed by a closed window
reflecting my mind.
Day 964
We feel protected
by the symbols we live in
it’s quiet in there
Day 2789

The only outcome you get
when you measure it all
is a result
that is the same at the end
when you start over.

So many lines are drawn
between all these beginnings
and ends
and that is not
what is confusing
It is the togetherness that disturbs the eye
and mind

When I use the wrong lens
to capture what I see
the distortion is clear
to see
but where is the distortion
when I don’t see it
while using the same
optics