poem
Day 1509, caught.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A heart is caught
with an iron cage
where it sees through
at a life
~
that passes by
just out of
Day 1508, mystery.
Day's pictures, Poetry
It’s a little button
connected to a lever
that is
I don’t know where
responsible
for all of this
Day 1507, spring.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Spring this year
all colorless
faded and corroded
bouncing off a winter
that never stayed
or went away
Day 1506, ripples.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Ripples in life
predicts a rhythm
that you will see
as a cover
against bad weather
Day 1505, fall.
Day's pictures, Poetry
On my way down
I feel the pain
turning
confused
~
I see shimmering
silhouettes
of what I know
before me
~
they move the wind
that I still feel
Day 1504, get closer.
Day's pictures, Poetry
There are so many
standing together
~
when you get closer
you see less
~
but the small details
tell there own
stories
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
Nochrisis 