Day 1585, barriers.Day's pictures, Poetry
I stumbled upon
this wall last week
it is solid
but also made
out of many
it doesn’t really matter
it is still
in my way
Day 1429, stale air.Day's pictures, Poetry
at the world
the stale air
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?
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.
Day 771, entombed.Day's pictures, Poetry