Burnished
Pitted
Patinaed
Pitted
Patinaed
Oh
The many beauties
Of ageing
Photographically Inspired Writing
Category: Poetry
Blanket ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #170
On a crisp chill morn’
Paradox so comforting
Fresh blanket of snow
Paradox so comforting
Fresh blanket of snow
Move along
It’s time to set
The wheels in motion
Time to move along
Not so much
To just be rolling
Much more to have
Intent
The wheels in motion
Time to move along
Not so much
To just be rolling
Much more to have
Intent
No need for
Destination
No need
To have a plan
Not yet
But scan
Horizons
For potential
For places I’d like
To get
Wheeling Through Space and Time
Planets in the sky
Stars along the shore
Flickering
And I
A constellation
A God
Wheeling through space
And time
Across the eternal
Infinite
Stars along the shore
Flickering
And I
A constellation
A God
Wheeling through space
And time
Across the eternal
Infinite
To View or be Present
In the sky
A convulsion of light
While below
The Bow
Winds its way
Down the valley floor
With the forest
Standing sentry
A convulsion of light
While below
The Bow
Winds its way
Down the valley floor
With the forest
Standing sentry
And I
Delight in the roar
Of rushing water
Coursing over stone
For a moment
At least
As content
To view the scene
As to be in it
Falling
I tumble
Into an unknown
Wrapped within
A cacophony
Of confusion
Into an unknown
Wrapped within
A cacophony
Of confusion
Resist
And be dashed against
The rocks
Let go
Allow the chaos
To coalesce
I rejoin
Resolving flow
Into the known
To Climb into the Light
Deep in the shadows
Through the gap
Where the main road flows
I catch flashes
Of the golden hour above
So pull aside
And clamber up
Into the light
Where a breath-taking world
Awaits
Through the gap
Where the main road flows
I catch flashes
Of the golden hour above
So pull aside
And clamber up
Into the light
Where a breath-taking world
Awaits
