Poetry
Day 1503, elegant end.
Day's pictures, Poetry
An elegant line
flows
out of discarded
life
~
it’s roots disappeared
in the distance
~
it’s end
joins
that fate
Day 1502, kindle.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I am kindle
a light
spark
and I rise
feeling
for no resistance
upward
and down
eating my base
the past
I fade
away
Day 1501, shadow.
Day's pictures, Poetry
My shadow
is always hiding
from the sun
~
like my darkness
hidden in sight
Day 1500, suddenly.
Day's pictures, Poetry
1500 minutes ago
my lights suddenly
turned on
~
it was cold
empty
a different silence
out here
~
but the energy
that I couldn’t escape
before
now suddenly
pulls
on me
~
I have to
follow
Day 1499, with a mind.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Looking
through old picture albums
in my head
~
with a mind
that fades
stares
contracts
~
and leaves me
with a feeling
that I remember
Day 1498, island?
Day's pictures, Poetry
I look
standing close
into the mirror
and see
emptiness
a blue expanse
an island
~
but I’m not sure
Day 1497, almost.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Almost
silent
~
a bird
far away
~
a bee
somewhere
~
the sea
waves
~
my heart
distracting
Day 1496, just below the clouds.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Standing up
hungry
staring at the sky
I slowly see
emerging
stars
far above
my horizon
Day 1494, swell.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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.
Haiku, Poetry
Nochrisis 