short poem
Day 1276, a direction.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I look up
to
the wind vane
far away
stuck
in
a direction
blurred
in the distance
Day 1275, Standing.
Poetry
Together
we
stand
~
still
Day 1274, looking.
Day's pictures, Poetry
When I look up
along side
the structure
going
into the sky
I forget
to
Day 1273, grey.
Day's pictures, Poetry
There is some
nature
reflected
in our structures
Day 1272, shadow.
Day's pictures, Poetry
In my shadows
side
I can
escape
Day 1270, sides.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The road
is not lit
by the light
but by the darkness
on its sides
Day 1269, where.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Are you left out?
Stayed behind?
Or walked away?
Day 1268, tools.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The tools
of a thinker
a window to look
from under
a sunshade
for the harsh
light
Day 1267, lines.
Day's pictures, Poetry
From here
I see lines
coming together
in the future
when I wake
on my side
I am not
so sure
Day 1266, mask.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Its the inside
of a mask
what I see
when I look at
you
Day 1265, muted.
Day's pictures, Poetry
This is an echo
passing by
from the past
more refined
maybe
than before
the details muted
maybe
lost?
Day 1264, in front.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I see it
a few times a year
laid out in front
of me
hoping it stays
colorful
and clean
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 1261, double mirror.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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