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

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.

Day's pictures, Poetry

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.

Day's pictures, Poetry

A private moment

caught

while walking by

~

skittish

we all look

and run away

Day 1486, arc.

Day's pictures, Poetry

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.

Day's pictures, Poetry

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.

Day's pictures, Poetry

The oceans

and land

flow endless

together

with horizons

~

with no purpose

around

the sun and center

~

till a moor

bounded

stopped the world

its aimless

turning

~

the horizon

now

is no longer

empty

Day 1483, The beauty of a teapot not in use

Day's pictures, Poetry

Once admired

while serving

~

a sweet tong

and uplifting

~

summer flowers

faded colors

~

of all the sun

in her days

~

at the end

a fractured purpose

~

to end alone

to be remembered

in a frame

and

admired

Day 1482, rock.

Day's pictures, Poetry

For millions of years

~

black

and grey rocks shepherd

the waters to our shores

~

where they lay down

the sand

there hard labour

~

and give life

a chance

Day 1481, crossing in tension.

Day's pictures, Poetry

There are these

million of lines

criss crossing

in the empty space

where my thoughts

my mind

lies calmly

on this

tension

Day 1480, my own light.

Day's pictures, Poetry

It’s dark

when you look inside

my window

~

it’s not

that there is

no light

~

its just not

in the room

with a window

Day 1479, slide.

Day's pictures, Haiku, Poetry

Rain over the bridge

and still sticks on my window

sliding slow sideways

Day 1478, 55.

Day's pictures, Haiku, Poetry

A red flower longs

the rain that will fall today

In fifty-five nights