… there’s still life ahead
“Amidst the deep’ning blue”…
Last night, we saw a streaming pod of sky whales
They drifted by so placid and at ease;
A thousand tiny stars came out behind them
Amidst the deep’ning blue of heaven’s seas
And all the world was quiet right around us
Except their distant cries, so faint to hear:
And we were left in awe and silent wonder
Out on the ocean of
The atmosphere
Just a glimpse:
A later session
Sketching out
A brief impression
That my eyes
Just hap’d to see –
But that somehow
Changes me
Elegant, both
Long and lovely,
Conversation
Light and bubbly
That I chanced
To overhear –
Yet I still
Can hear them clear
Beautiful
In isolation,
Girlfriends rapt
In conversation
Artistry
In scenes of leisure;
Sketching images
For pleasure
out in a field a windy day
a moment here then gone away
you there in hat beside haystack
and me wishing i had
you back
sweet breeze blowing
bright light shining
just two walking
small dog trailing
long day perfect
brief break needed
that time captured
young hearts sailing
moments
don’t stand still, do they?
except
in photographs or words —
the precious treasures of our
lives
are there and gone, like thoughts
or birds
A glimpse, a canyon –
Mighty, but divided;
Like he and his companion, once
United.
A scene, a spectacle,
One of a kind —
They, dialectical:
No common
Mind
