wall
Day 1585, barriers.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I stumbled upon
this wall last week
~
it is solid
but also made
out of many
small facets
stacked
together
~
it doesn’t really matter
it is still
standing
in my way
Day 1429, stale air.
Day's pictures, Poetry
We all
live motionless
together
~
looking
at the world
behind
stone walls
~
through
windows
we sometimes
open
to let
the stale air
in
or out
Day 1063, a wall.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Change, a white wall, with a door.
A sign, something written, a mark
deteriorated, for ages, illegible.
A warning, description, a guide?
Will you do, a next step, be afraid?
Not knowing, immobilized,
or unabashed, and open, forget.
Are you afraid of the unknown
or afraid of standing still?
Nochrisis
Day 988, impossible to scale.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A wall looms afar, dark and grey.
Rising higher, I approach,
to see the other… side, if there is one.
Now I am here, reaching out with an open hand.
To feel the surface, resistance, if it is…
cold, hard, impossible to scale.
Nochrisis
Day 771, entombed.
Day's pictures, Poetry