Drifting wisps of cloud
Waning gibbous supermoon
River’s ripples shine.
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Wisps of fog drifting
caress the downy hills.
The river shines silver
in the autumn dawn.
Between them, the city
concrete lumps shrouded in smog
holds its wintry cloak close
against the day.
Posted in Seasons, To Publish on November 20, 2014| Leave a Comment »
A coat alone serves against the weather
scarf and hat left behind on a chair
soft rain, fresh on the tongue
gray clouds like blankets
Deep breaths
taste river and trees and sky
leave the crackling cold behind
and stride, jacket open, through wet November.
Posted in Cosmos, To Publish on October 20, 2014| Leave a Comment »
The pale blue dot
so still from space
serene, placid, and composed
up close, its seething masses shrill
their anger and their fear
their pain
Out there, amidst the black
the voices fade
the calm, the quiet overtake
down here, the noise rains down
barrage upon the stronghold of the soul.
From afar it seems so peaceful
so tranquil, the pale blue dot
solidarity enshrined in that single pixel
a lone world and its lone people
united against the black.
Instead the tide of humanity
erodes the bedrock of its home
hope fades
blue flame burns away the dream.
Photo credit: NASA/JPL
Posted in Imaginings, To Publish, tagged Doctor Who on June 27, 2013| Leave a Comment »
It’s all a game
to you you play
and play and pause
to save the day
then on your way
Not for you the pain
the empty place
where once the one you love
did wait
now gone away
Until one day
the grief comes home to stay
the game no longer play
the brave face
the faith
all gone and you
alone remain.
Posted in Imaginings, To Publish, tagged Doctor Who on June 24, 2013| Leave a Comment »
You gave up
resigned yourself
to life without her.
Both knowing the cost
and considering the risk worthwhile.
But she knew you would return to her
never wavered in her faith
never wondered.
A thousand years could pass
and she would still be there
free to leave you any time
she would remain.
And you?