past
Day 1263, ancient.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I see
an ancient landscape
where my roots are
detached forever
and my mind
an artificial
line
Day 1262, leaf.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I detach
and fall
for a short time
colors stay
vibrant on the hard soil
underneath
the tree
where I grew up
Day 1231, looking down.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Day 1229, I squint.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I hold
a glass
filled with tears
and
I squint
at
my memories
in soft
focus
and see
a lamp
fringes
at my grandma’s
dinner
table
my past
the source
Nochrisis
Day 1218, deep seas.
Day's pictures, Poetry
As a traveler
I look
through
a black
and white window
slowly moving
over deep seas
Nochrisis
Day 1215, reaching.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The roots
lay bare
reaching
up.
~
Or down?
Nochrisis
Day 1200, sea.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The chain drags
dead weeds
from the bottom
in the sea
I go to
Nochrisis
Day 1179, the clouds.
Haiku, Poetry
A road trip
back
to where
the clouds
come from
Nochrisis
Day 1122, I stare.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I stare at the point
where to connect
it moves
slowly
hard to focus
a background
effect
Nochrisis
Day 1113, all we know.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Interpreting
writings on the wall
when the downfall is past.
Is that all we know?
Nochrisis
Day 1090, couch.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The left side of the couch
is where I stare,
sitting in the middle –
where future meets past
my silence –
of the room.
Nochrisis
Day 1041, The bridge.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The bridges end is near
the other side seems to be behind
*
I stop and look down
reflection is what I find
*
time streams
but looks frozen
*
far in the reflection
I see myself
*
as I was
without depth.
Nochrisis
Day 1032, for you.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Seen from above
from far in time
patterns emerge,
or maybe it is
that details join
to perform for you
Nochrisis
Day 1030, never looks back.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Moving over
elaborate rails
gilded, thoughtful
allusive sleepers
a future for the fortunate
or the one that never looks back
Nochrisis
Day 1026, chains.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Repeating lines emerge
from a past to a wished-for future
not intersected
by realities chains
Nochrisis
Nochrisis 