Luminescence

Drifting wisps of cloud

Waning gibbous supermoon

River’s ripples shine.

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Contrast

Rainy Saturday

Rainbow over my bus stop

Blazing eastern sky

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Texture

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.

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Northwest autumn

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.

 

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Home

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

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Consequences

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.

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Trust

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?

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