A green door on number four with three locks three door bells four nameplates and one mailbox
Day 2341, strange.
Daily picture, PoetryPoetry
Day 2340, Yes.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Today you look quiet for the last time alone your house still filled with visitors the memory of this air already fleeing tomorrow you will look to the left say yes and the visitors will be gone
Day 2339, other road.
Daily picture, Poetry
The dark road had a warning sign standing on the right side that I couldn't see.
Fog was still there to disturb the light of the sun.
The road I took was good but not like the one I drive on now and feel.
Crushed rocks make you slow down and realize the old roads pleasant feel.
I open my mind and roll down the window.
The fog smells clear further down the road where the darkness is still.
I see a subtle bend in the distance.
Day 2338, time.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The clicking of the clock it is our only reminder that we divided time in tiny steps tiktoktiktoktiktoktiktoktiktok is it a coincident that the invention of this rhythm to our end coincided with our search for happiness on this earth
Day 2337, looking for.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I don't know what I look for in art but I always find it
Day 2336, bleak.
Day's pictures, Poetry
My memories of this morning are bleak not because of the scene I saw but because I have seen it countless times
Day 2335, illusion.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I left my toys behind
in the fields and valley's of my youth
but I still recognize them
in their shadows that reach
out to me
now the sun is going down
I wish I could still play with them
but I would break them
or the illusion
Day 2334, hierarchy.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I wonder if this little bug that flew to the top looks down on the other critters
Day 2333, gate.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The road
to the gate of heaven and hell
is the same
Day 2332, show.
Day's pictures, Poetry
He showed me two faces one open and one showing what he wants I showed him mine an open hand empty and cowardly with a way out I stared at him or maybe through him
Day 2331, time.
Day's pictures, Poetry
When you move into darkness your camouflage will adjust you disappear with silence as your guide hoping to find deep inside the time
Day 2330, urge.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I give you something felt from my heart love in so many words what I know I felt it maybe not the words a need is there difference
Day 2329, vase.
Day's pictures, Poetry
You stood out from your background a colorful past made you clearer the contrast attracted I will let you grow now I know and trow away the vase
Day 2328, soft skin.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The rain can come in
now my skin is hardened
and shattered
when you pressed me
I still work
on and of
but is that not enough
Day 2327, against.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The words I don't speak
to you around me protect
me
against a catch
in your net
of lies
to me
Day 2326, pride.
Day's pictures, Poetry
You are still beautiful
in a curious making way
I am not sure
if you lost your pride
or never had it
it doesn't show
I still want to know
you
Nochrisis 