Snapshot: Girl Taking A Selfie on the Beach

The day seemed gray and sorry,
When by the shore, in rue,
I saw a girl taking a picture
Of herself and the ocean, too.

And I laughed for a moment, thinking,
How petty thoughts can be:
When there are wonders right at hand
If I would simply

See

Snapshot: Woman Waiting for the Subway

The world weighs on us heavy, 
The world will hit us hard; 
There is no place to hide from grief, 
No shield, or bodyguard, 

And I could see it all with her. 
Perhaps you'll understand: 
When sympathy, like air, flows out, 
It's not at our

Command

Snapshot – Forest Sunset

The sun is setting full behind the trees
Its rays like arms that reach up in the sky
Then slowly start to fade out by degrees
As crickets sing an evening lullaby
With frogs that you can also hear nearby
And wind and cars to finish the refrain
So put down everything that's gone awry
Let go of all your sorrows and your pain
Release the thoughts that bind you to the breeze
Hold on with all your heart to times like these

Recoiled

He thought they’d had, for them,
A quite good day.
He took the garbage out
Before she asked, complimented
Her on the new hair style, and
Listened for some time after
Inquiring as to her day

He tried to make eye contact as
She was taking unusable things out
If the refrigerator and moving them
To the garbage can, smiling on
Occasion to show his sympathy with
The vicissitudes of that day’s battle

He commented on how selfless she
Always was, and how people took
Advantage, sometimes; as she finished
Drying her hands after washing them,
He lightly placed his hands on her shoulders

Whereupon she recoiled, turning at
Once to pass that off as a gesture of
Busy procedure on to the next task, while he
Realized with the first dim realization of
A new forever that
What used to be good enough for her

Wasn’t good enough any more